I need to be Out in the bush Not just a mere Craving or crush It’s a huge piece
I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own
Ev’ryone’s so shiny and bright Double rainbows and laser lights I guess that’s why I’ve come to c… To be the dark side of the moon
We set out from our little town Across country, “We’re Phoenix bo… Reality! Rubber met ground At least there was a story found
My soul taught me a thing tonight That you don’t always get your lik… And when things don’t work like th… You will adapt, and be all good
It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love
Ain’t no mountain high Ain’t no valley nigh When you’re in my sights
I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want
Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi
I don’t see into future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass
All Us As Us For Us
There was a little girl in town That always wore a big ol’ crown She ran and danced about the stree… The townspeople were less than swe… They said “What is this wild chil…