Ripped

Let’s stay pretty
Let’s stay skinny
Let’s stay sane.
One by one pages ripped
They’re all the same
Gorgeous hair goes on you
It’s not for me
Close my eyes, hope
And count to three
I’m falling, falling
… I’m free
No more lying
No more crying
No more breeze
I’m waving don’t you see
Right at you
I’m running
I ran right through you
Now you can have this gorgeous hair
With every rip and every tear
Because now there’s nothing I can do

(I JUST wrote this. It might be confusing, but enjoy:)
ISellCrackForTheCIA ISellCrackForTheCIA
18-21, F
Sep 20, 2012