November 17, 2011
im on my own
keeping insides on the in
keeping what you mean to me
locked inside a pen

i dont joke
i cant whistle, hate to skip
i want your tattoo
on the inside of my lip

i hate to fail
not ashamed to cry when i do
and if you fall
i wont hesitate to come with you

i keep it beautiful
when people say its ugly
i like it harsh
i think we will fit quite snugly

noise is my lullaby
i live off pulsation
thriving, diving, jiving,
makes up my whole sensation

i am on my own
who is there else to trust?
id let you in if i could
but you stay out because
you must

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