Subject | Another chink |
DateCreated | 4/14/2007 2:28:00 PM |
PostedDate | 4/14/2007 2:27:00 PM |
Body | I've been reeling feeling nauseous while I'm turning swimming through unpleasant air but it's always so delightful when I turn and see the slick facade just pull away to look into the eyes and they're connected to a face but oh, I've got a flower, oh, I've got a prize but I've been going no where all this time and if they pull away the mask they'll see it's me that's been chipping all this time and I offer take another chink out, I don't mind but by this time I've started to forget what I look like on the other side I'm used to staying clean and confined but I'm allergic to help- (I don't mind) and oh, I've got a flower, I've got a prize and I'm holding it tight but it's me that I'm holding at night when I let out each terrified sigh and I stand by the window each terrified night oh I've got a flower I've got a prize I've got one potted plant and I'll feed it with water, and act like a sun lamp so I'm waiting and watching and checking the signs and fearing for nothing but when you think it's right. |