Monday, 10 October 2011

Gulliver


Heaters on
clothes off
It's light outside and she's in the class A team
Yet there's still rubbish on the floor and a hundred eyes looking down

And you think friends are always gonna be there but they're not
Just stuck here in a daydream and I can't believe I'm almost 23
Don't go outside 'cause the best things are here
in a house they call a home and it's all free
Yesterday wudda been my first day but now I'm just sat here 
on a bedsheet covered with make-up stains 
looking at a blank easel covered with the seconds of time
yet that time could or could not be mine
who knows?
You know that kind of headache where you feel something pulling
but you don't know where
Kind of like a million ants pulling Gulliver up the mountain of your mind 
but he's still stuck to the ground? 
Yeah that.
And I don't take compliments easily
but criticism doesn't faze me anymore
Who knows where we'll go from here
and someone somewhere could be falling in love with your smile
Oh well, time to get up and dry my mane.

27.09.2011

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