you take my hand and you pull me along
you never know how i feel
not that you care
its all about you
i should just fallow
right?
why do all men see it this way?
love is no key
it wont guide you anywhere
or at least anywhere you want to go
it is just a manasherie
its flashes you fethers and sounds and colors alike
yet all it is is glass
and it will shatter with the rest
love leaves
it leaves you in raggs
so why take the risks and why come allong
so i slip my hand away
and you take it wrong
so why do i have to explain myself
a toddler stopms her foot
crooked tiara and all
defiance runns deep
through the souls of my feet
and idont feel like running at all
so i will stand
with this gun in my hand
and watch them all squirm
they are under my command
not as cute as a crown but a gun works for me
the glammor will just have to wait
im not a killer
i am a killer
i am a fish
and i am boat
and i am the universe
and i am only me
so why do i make the choices i do?
am i just ment for the sea?
maybe im running
running to a gave at the bottem of a deep deep sea
so dont get me wrong
but im not letting you come with me.
optimism for others
cynical for me
thats how its gotta be
just I, myself, and me
when it comes down to this
im only a deathwish
ill leave you a letter to read
so just take my letter
my poem
my last wrigting
sing it as a song
a song from the sea
light and just right maybe a touch erie
the syrins will sing and callyou to me
but listen not to their instructions
damning the men all around
they all fallow the sound to their grave
this grave yard is well populated now
but i wont live to see
see you join me
in the deep grave of regret
live to the best
look back
and remember
the girl with the tiara on hand
the memoryso faded
the girl long ago
down in her home in the sea
the water is murkey and she is nothing but bones
nothing here to see
that girl is me