My Position On This Earth Is Not Normal.

A Poem by Cae

* high notes *

My position on this earth is not normal
Maybe it's the dark
Maybe it's the lipstick at the park
Maybe it's the hopeful, beauty, shot in the dark
Maybe it's the hands so bloodied
Tastes like honey comb
I roam away from you
Just to see your face at two
What we're hoping for is not our fault
So why don't you just be an adult
Maybe not 'cause you need me
But maybe 'cause you always agree with me
Or maybe it's the way you see the stars in my eyes
I'm not like the other guys
But maybe it's the lies I breath
And how you always walk away from me
But don't you wanna see what we could be
What could we be
Let's wait and see
My position on this earth is not normal
I dunno why we try to be so formal about feelings that we beat
Do you remember when we're seventeen
And how you fell into my eyes so green
And how I always made you feel so seen
Even in the dark, maybe
Maybe it's the dark
Maybe it's the lipstick at the park
Maybe it's the

hopeful, beauty, shot in the dark
Maybe it's

hands so bloodied

Tastes like honey comb.

My position on this earth is now normal.