|
|
Interested in my creative process or like, what anime I'm watching? Subscribe for musings every moon or so.
"you're kind of punk rock, aren't you?" with a smile on her face i smiled at my boots instead of looking into her eyes my boots have been a major point of contention strangers confident to ask me why i would wear them if - and they point to the blazing sun as if it hasn't darkened my skin to the deepest tone i've ever seen or they look up from a temperature widget on a phone Steve Jobs wouldn't have recognized as a lost generation distant from his first brain children the laces are from...
You gotta touch grass, she said with a smile I said - "yeah girl, it has been a while" I stay in my head, the doom and gloom brews I forget to eat, cry 'bout the news "The revolution will not be televised" was not just about the views He was saying to make changes, you have to start with you. Jackson said it too, to the man in the mirror And now that I'm healing, I see it clearer You can tear down a system, break through the walls But where you go, there you are - and that energy stalls...
a starving artist, without the art somewhere in your mess you lost your heart i sat your gift down gingerly what you returned, you threw at me you're only sensitive when i acknowledge who you are you tried to dim my light but you can't dim a star i understand why Weezy felt big why Megan isn't thee Mare but you don't get why we were close once and now i'm no longer there envy is a sickness but they found a cure for jealousy you look in the mirror long and hard til you love what you see