i've been understated,
i've been overrated
more than any Oscar movie
tear me down,
build me up again
i can't keep track
of how many times
i've been forced to step back
to re-asses my life
and who i am
or who i pretend to be, that is
understatement from the basement
who i can't be
overrated, floating in the sea
who i'd like to be
i can't express this feeling
there are no words for it
perhaps i'll be lewis carroll
and make up a word for it
or try on the mask of emily dickonson
and not care that it won't rhyme
they say nothing rhymes with circus.
they're wrong.
they're wrong about everything
and nothing at the same time
they know it all
and they know nothing
who are they,
anyway?
this is going on too long, i still can't find the word
build me up,
push me down
over the edge
my current residence
could you throw me a rope?
it needn't be more than a syllable
understated, overrated
my life
imaginary, full of lies
i've lost track of how many times i've cried
on stilts
six feet under
i'm just glad i'm still breathing
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