It's a Little Funny

It's a little funny how i turned out Most of the time my mother jokes That I made it this far With sunshine on sugar coated words and eyes brimmed with hope Almost like green tea on a rainy day with a guitar playing in the next room Different chords always strum my heart and seldom i know where to go Seldom Seldomly, can i make the choice to be led or to lead to give or to recieve a Heart can't really take much more of the toxins he dishes out thus i am disoriented with vain poetry written on my bedside wall only shadows can relate to that time Oh my how time flies oh my how many times can it fly past the window into the street, into the stream of which both of us meet and my poet, my art, my love so heavy with life how far can it soar baby how far can it soar until it stabs your heart with my complete patheticuselessSELF B r e a t h e it gets so hard to breathe but it's harder alone especially when my dust, dust, dust can only collect on things that don't move so how come my dust follows me around like an unbroken cloud eager to rain on your parade It's a little funny that you say how beautiful I am when you are so much more beautiful yourself I love that brown skin your in it makes me think of honey covered chocolate satin smooth and broken your eyes broken like me broken like you we should put ourselves, broken, together, whole it's a little funny how Classical music on sunday afternoons always calm me down with the window open and curtains blowing a little faith into my dust It;s a little funny how we put dead things in our bodies to be alive Or how we destroy others to survive It's a little funny how my hand fits yours perfectly, but honey coated chocolate has always been my favorite And it's a little funny of course, you and I vague figures in the sunset covered with my dust and a little bit of your honey coated magic.