Friday, March 4, 2011

comes out in the wash

figure this out
if you can
after forming my life
out of broken plans

suddenly I win

and you can't take the credit
can you?

and you can't take what's mine
you'll be lucky to share
because what I'm about to see
will never compare

to this pile of
burning
trash and the season it's taking with it

quite a shame,don't you think?
that your theory
will be thwarted with this
lead and ink

but thank God you were here
to give me the words
because without you this
turmoil
would have never occurred

but I'm happy it happened--
not passing the blame
without it,I probably would've stayed the
same--
the same old me I was at seventeen
and that's not a pretty thought

it's not even what he caught
me in the middle of

thank God.. because he didn't deserve that
but eat humble pie,like a crow
because guess what--he knows now and doesn't want
to go

anywhere

looks like it's a mess
like a bed you made and must lie in
oh but lying comes easy
like a summer dress
and gives you something
to say

a sin to
confess

but you don't do that

thank God,because the rest of us
need energy
for all these prayers
we have to pray
and these allowances we must make
for all the things you love

and hate.

90 days grace..makes it all okay
so keep smiling

remember..?
you never needed me
anyway