My bare thighs

I’m standing like bamboo
Wishing I was closer to you
From across the city sphere
Count the ways we disappear
Is it sound to say I’m right here

My brain makes too much noise
There never were other boys
I promise, I’m free and coming clean
There was nobody in between

To fall for false truths
It was the summer of disguise
When you touched my bare thighs
You manipulated me and you sighed

I was wasting my potential
The roses died, just to mention
It’s like I said in my clause
Where’s the glory with no applause
What’s the story that’s true
Lying is so far beneath you
I felt defeated and screwed
But then I met another dude
Turns out he’s just like you

When you touched my bare thighs
My brain makes too much noise
I promise I wasn’t lying
When I said there were no other boys
Head up, I maintain my irreconcilable poise
Have fun with your anonymous toys
Do you learn their names?
Does it ever stop the noise?

I know you’re bored

I know you well

Cancer

Stuck on you like candy blue
I want to seep you in like maroon
My body’s disjointed and out of touch
Didn’t know somebody could love me this much
It was terrible, a bit too much

Concrete ground is so nice to lay on
When the cars hurriedly pass by
Everyone’s so aggressive, I don’t get why
I’m playing with a stream that started from the Northside
It’s digging holes in me
I have to go inside

A dark cavern is lit by the girls who smile
We’re delighted in conversation so we don’t mind taking a while
Chrysanthemums at the door, left for one of the dancers
I ask the doorman, he knows all of the answers
He told me I look like cancer

He told me I look like cancer
But I’m just a delicate dancer
It’s not my fault I’m decayed
It’s not my fault he never stayed

This is what it looks like to be betrayed

Sugar

Blue periwinkle dress
Table for two
Concerns on my part
What’s sewn’s torn apart
I like your soft grace
Your willingness to chase
Your tendency to amaze
How you match my soft gaze
I think of all of the ways
To show you I care

Three teaspoons of sugar
In my coffee
But you like yours black, cold brew
And I really do like you
Stuck on me like a flu
There’s nothing I can really do
But stop and tell you
That I’m not in love with you
Yet
Those feelings are far-fetched
In my brain you roughly sketched
A picture of wheels and a deck
I grabbed you by the neck
Were you breathing, I had to check
And you weren’t
You were holding your breath

You were holding your breath

CTRL

I didn’t want to tell you when I saw you
But you have a habit of losing control
And losing control over that very act

It’s questionable how I should react

Given my stature
Soft, small girl
Uneasy, shy, reserved
Says the wrong things at the right time

So you glanced away, ditched my eyes
Sighed a bunch, hands on thighs
Said you had to go
As if I didn’t already know

So you glanced away
But you have a habit of losing control
Soft, small girl
Says the right things at the wrong time

Says the right things at the wrong time

Future plans

Your and my eyes
Dripping thighs
Cool, let the curtain blow

Always enclosed
Rapture happens
I’ll fall asleep in the falling snow

Weirdness and children
Secrets safe within the past
Don’t want you to notice that part

Waiting and waiting
For me to just wake up
Stop tearing my life apart