Write It Out

I’m gonna be all write I’m gonna be breathless and right it out I’m gonna rite it out And be breathlessness without the doubt Or the strain Or the hurt, or the pain Or the hope and hopelessness Or there be an antidote to this Like lipstick stain on white bread And the lipstick on my coffee cup I will be there And I will remain colorful Bright as makeup on the counter I want to be put on and worn out ‘til the day I am unable to cover the flaws Kept in a tube or in a drawer I am going to be alright and make nice life Love like nice life Love like kind eyes I am perfectly alright life Eye and nice life kind of all write -Jess