Tuesday, November 1, 2005

my swagger

you didn't cry that night when my dignity fell to the floor
but you did say 'it makes me feel like crying'
you didn't rage in that moment of a family torn
you said 'it makes me angry, i'm pissed'
and when my life began to wither at the corners
i screamed 'why' 'what the fuck'
and when i think about my voids
liquid memories fall out of my eyes
and when i shook that tail feather
it was like the song was written for the dance
and when that song was sung in that apartment that morning
it was as if the song was hugging my soul
but all you could do was want to leave
you said 'i'm starving, let's eat'
and all i can do is tuck in my feelings
feed them a chill pill and swagger behind

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