October 27, 2019

But it's so much fun though?

You ask for my words,
my life blood, my shield, my weapon

My silence is my last wall, my last 
protective measure before they 
twist and tumble and turn and 
oh god now they won't stop shit 
I watch them twirl in front of me

I've never seen a ballet, but my words
are prima donnas, they command
attention.

I've never been a painter, but I'll 
make you cry, make you feel 
the threads of the world.

I've never been a guitarist, but listen

you ask for my words, and I'll sing. 

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