You're here again.
I glance as you enter...
I had a dream once that was red, and gold,
and infinite shades of blue...
In between us exploded into pixie dust,
Just like the paper you're holding in your hands...
All the people talkin'.
Makin' stuff up about everyone...
Picture perfect...
Your smile of the day...
I watch the constant blades spin.
Blades cutting at the air...
Oh god not another poem
Not another rhyme...
I close my eyes, and its quiet,
So silent you could hear a pin drop...
Looking out of a window
I could free myself...
Take my hand,
the one soaked in flames...
A child's smile reflects, in two purple...
A hand-sewn silhouette, stitched in perfect size...
No matter what I do
Its never good enough for you...