she says she doesn't fit in
i laugh because.. does anyone?
she says she feels ugly
i smile because she's not
who even wants to belong
i don't need to fit their m o d
u l
it's not made of dreams
and it can't hold my thoughts
up there
did you see me
when i lost my footing
and s
l
i
p
p
e
d into your head?
tap dancing on your brain to
music from my h e art
he didn't replace you
but he makes me s e
m i l
and you of all people should know
i need that
i've lost my sense of time
and i'd prefer if it stayed out there
where i can't feel the days passing
or see the wave crashing as the tide t
u
r
n
s
my sky to blue
and yours to wilted
celery green.
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