American Beauty
You taste like something darker that I thought was only mine
And to recognize this demon sends whispers down my spine
I've toyed with all my questions
You've played with all my lies
Making minutes slip to hours and never hoping to defy
the way it complicates me when I try to push you out
When I see you looking in it give disruption to my doubt
But the ache is rather pleasant
I grow to know it everyday
Because you cleanse me of my wrongs and at your temple I will pray
Hope you find some inspiration while I'm collapsed here at your feet
Holding pieces of my heart together hoping it will beat
And you know tht I am flawed
Because I wear it on my sleeve
And I know I'm safe at home and part of me will never leave
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