Love my cry-tears from dark clouds
Hate might give hope in blue skies
but know
you are happy
you are happy
you are happy
when you give me love
And if you thought you were
a Queen inside my Head
there are novels I’ve read
that are Kings
You learn me
You learn me
You learn me
And dog-ear pages die
sipping tears of blood
from my aching heart
we learn more within tears
Waste are treasures
Waste are treasures
Waste are treasures
while we bow to life
while we shout outloud
while we weep like Christ
we're adults
we're dead children
we're dead children
And some love then die.
:: 08.17.2023 ::