Wasn't it something about pretense?
Stereotypes? What was it again? What was the reason I was supposed to NOT like you?
I can't care about the things on the surface and I wont listen to the hype.
A boy got his ass throughly kicked on a bus a few days ago and it made my stomach lurch and my heart ache.
All because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I know you think I'm crazy and you'd be right most of the time but I have to tell you I feel your pain.
I know you can't begin to understand how or why and honestly, I can't either, but I do.
And every time I think about it I want to cry.
The bluest eye...
My eyes are gray/blue and my hair is blonde, well naturally it's black and I know what people say...
I've heard it with my own ears and I have to tell you they're all just saying what they think other people want them to say all the while privately thinking about the girl with the really blonde hair, facial piercing and gray/blue eyes. What is she like? What kind of person is she?
There is that fucking word again and it tortures my sensitive artistic soul... P R E T E N S E.
Fuck you.
yeah, Fuck you too a voice in my head says. You've done it. You're just as guilty.
Hang your head in shame and admit it. You've done it you fucking hypocrite.
Just be yourself she says. Just be who you are. I'm trying. Pretense has me hung up like lights on a rooftop but I don't light up.
Speaking of lights do you remember? When we talked about lights and how you saw mine and I have to wonder, have you seen it fade lately because I thought I saw it fade.
Someone told me once that they were too old to change. I believe you're never too old.
Uphill both ways somedays. Soaring down a hill on an American Flyer in the beautiful snow on others. Mostly it's all picking cotton and grapes. I know, you don't understand that statement. Mostly, I don't either.
Pretense.
Payton Jett
Glass Artisan / Silversmith
Payton Jett's Handmade Lampwork Beads, Fine silver and Jewelry
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