Fresh washed hair feels good untill encountering the cold brisk air
Spend all day planting flowers, next month the garden will be covered in weeds
Try to be real, honest, and sincere, but one word will change the meaning and its back to introductions
It’s the impulse, the misuse, the desire to understand
The rain, the wind, and flying limbs
I want to explain myself to you- Let me do that won’t you?
Wrapped in blankets, prepared to spit poison.
You are, you are.
We are not the same, I am a monster.
