Put My Words To Music.
I'm your watercolors un committing to design
Like a puddle without reflection and the streets without their signs
The ideas that you've been scratching to remove the smell of rain
But instead your digging in my skin exposing me to pain
Your the record I keep playing to rewind back to your lies
Helping keep a heart safe distance, and detect nearing goodbyes
Papercuts like broken hearts paint bruises on my smile
Just like sweaty promises, you knew weren't all worthwhile
I'll stretch my daytime weakness and save drama in a box
Pinch the stupid things I say and hope it's one that locks
Your eyes are un accusing but you're made of bitter shades
You're the building blocks of carelessness & sharp like razor blades
All the girls are tickled pink when you tape them on your wall
So naive to feel this way we are blind to when we fall
Suck up all my energy and tell me how it tastes
To be the one to make our shapes and lay our hopes to waste
You're hushing my lips and fingertips but nighttime lets me pass
Excuses so perpetual i sit smudging words on glass
I'm far below the surface of things you really see
Held by hands of bitterness with pieces i can't be
I'm tangled up in kisses and snagged on words you say
Sacrificing everything when nothing is okay
Copyright © Felicia Hughes | Year Posted 2008
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