Where we come from.

A beat boys begging his sister,
to get out of Dodge with a haircut.
Rapunzel still sits at her window,
hanging on a hope that wont let go.

A forks in the living room,
and Dad can't sleep.
So just play it cool
and avoid the eggshells at your feet.
It's you're only place to sleep.

An awkward walk home,
with a new acquaintance,
maintenance free,
we haven't the faintest idea.

A scissor smile and a mirrored crush.
I brought you back,
you'd had enough.
Will that ever be enough?

Its our last night
then your dead to me.
Is it ok I call?
Talking was once easy.

Your a martyr just like me,
like our moms taught us to be.
Like a b*****d in the breeze,
the roads keep splitting right in front of me.

Reviews

[Pi Cee]

I really like this. A subtle, light motion like a long, heavy sigh.