This Beautiful Mess
YES I finally wrote a song. More to come. =)
This Beautiful Mess
Paint me when I hate you
Deep, dark, violent streaks of violet
And I peer beyond your silence
It's empty and there's nothing and I don't know what I expected.
Pretend it's about more than just scraps from your table
Words are making friction
As you're pushing me so far away
Directions, abbrevations,
Have no meaning,
and you feel like clay.
I wonder why they keep calling it a game
Scissor paper stone
Leave me alone
Smile. Laugh. Lean in.
Behind it all
Behind it aallll
Anger. Clash. Passion. Bedroom.
<----more stuff to come--->
Somewhere in this
Beautiful mess
You're my sugar cube.


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