Sea Green

All the ringos lie among the beetles
I'm tearing up old, terrible poetry
to remind me of what I've lost
I don't really trust ordinary people
they lost faith in me years ago

Sometimes I wonder why I need a soul
This empty body is bruised enough

I shake my head and ash falls out
even my psyche misses second hand smoke
It's too stressful to be around people
and they find excuses to get close to me
just to push me away when they believe
they have found much more

Sea green and electric blue
My inner world is much more beautiful
...sometimes

I am a jigsaw piece in the wrong box
They want to cut my mind
just to fit me in the wrong place
No one shallow can bleed
and I only identify with those
who feel the same itami as I

The more you learn about a person
the sadder you are when they leave
The more you learn about a person
the sadder it is when they don't need you

Reviews

[Anna]

I love this one.

"Sea green and electric blue
My inner world is much more beautiful
...sometimes"

[Dead]

This is beautiful!!!! :)