this would be me
January 27, 2005 at 8:17 p.m.
i live in a color photographwhere the christmas lights break in summer
and i kiss the same lips everyday.
sometimes caffeine just puts me to sleep-
i am surrounded by republicans and hypocrites
the biggest letdowns
are found in the smallest places.
i spend so much time dissecting humankind
yet i am still a mystery to me.
they stand up in the soft light
with souls exposed to the world-
how do you do that?
it can't be easy,
but it shouldn't be so hard.
i live right between the lines
just like every other invisible girl:
memorizing Bowie songs & longing for a revolution
im just looking for something a little more powerful
than emo kids flaunting striped scarves.
black and white has always been my favorite
'cause i could never be that simple-
im more like one of those crayons
with the rockstar-baby names:
"they call me inch worm green
sit down, make yourself comfortable
while i cough my tears out all over your hands-
think of me when you erode."
you can only see me when i taste the spring;
watch me bloom before the greens settle in.
i'll be here all summer
swinging from a thread
fading into the scenery.
i don't do much but sing & think
though i am not very good at either.
i would like to know a little more
about that high up creature rumoured to have stuck me here-
but then again, rumours are made from salt
and i wouldn't believe everything i hear.
i am probably just another lucky chance
and the earth only spins
'cause thats all its ever known.