Relationships

Lets write a story on the back of our hands
Anything is possible if you heed your own demands

and breathe to let go of all the planned out high expectations
You never try to reach, yet still have.

Smile at your feet and tilt that head straight on
I like it when you are forthright,

blows my mind.

Not those prisoner words that weren't worth saying
If you swallowed them live when we needed the truth.

Lets not deny with humor
They all know I play dumb

I chew every piece of intellect into mangled mess
And stress over my missed chances

She sees dollar bills but they are all on strings
Being pulled in a blizzard of seemingly unattainable happyness
Well you look at it that way, seems you can never reach it

I cover my ears and feel the argumentative bone start to snap
Come to again, and accept what I've got.

My skin is blending into the wall we thought to tear down and never got around to
I am becoming the wall and I would like to imagine that you'd pull me through

It is something that must happen with my own strength

Baby, you ask if I am comfortable
I cannot reach that comfortable space

Because I refuse to sit satisfied
Though I'd accept it temporarily
When I am out of place

I really want to scream and point my word gun at everyone
Strip down to the core of only what one person can see, show some developed brain

I am through with fantasy,

I am through with fantasy.


Now I want us to see from every way.