Friday, August 21, 2015

I am sorry

Well I am sorry
Baby, don’t you know
And it’s not the way
I wanted things to go
But I am guessing…
What I am saying.
Is going
In the end.
So I am sorry
Baby…let be friends

And I guess
You’re probably asking
I am apologizing
After all this time
But the reason is one
I can’t quite say
I am sorry
But that’s
Not me today
I am sorry
Even though
You and I both know…
And I don’t care about anything
That Happened
But you need to hear me say
What you want me to say
But I am sorry
But that not me today
When we fight
No dishes get thrown
When we lie,
No vows get sworn
So I am sorry
Is that what you want…
To hear?
I am sorry that I
Was not able
To concur
Your fears.


I am sorry
Sorry…that you and I are both alone.

I know babe
That you think
I don’t understand
But that’s just
Your ego and avarice
Playing grand.
You think one can have
All their issues figure out.
But babe that someone
Is not you
Overcoming is
What you’re about
You have feelings
But I am sorry
I feelings too
And I am sorry
That I caught them
For you
I am sorry
If you heard this before
And I am sorry
That you stood
Outside my door
And I am sorry for
The lack of things we had done
But I am not really sorry
Cause the things
We did
Were fun

So I guess it just obligatory
That I say I am sorry.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

My Red Headed Rose

 I never tried to understand…
The things which you have said you’ve done
Those things were yours, were yours alone
And I was just glad … you had fun

But I always stared when you left.
And wept inside thoughts of my desire
Then I would call you for days
While white thought was burned by black fire.

I think that everybody knows
The truth which you think few can see
You are my Red Headed Desert Rose.
And I just want to pluck thee.

Pluck Thee
Pluck Pluck Thee
Pluck Pluck Pluck Thee

Your petals will fall one by one.
Your essence it will see you through
You’ve only seen one side of me
Now let me see both sides of you.

Its really elementary
Like numbers and the alphabet
There are either the things you do,
Or there are the things that you regret.

You are a read-headed desert rose
And I just want to pluck thy heart
But here is the thing that I propose
You want pluck me, in your part

Pluck Pluck Pluck pluck pluck me
Pluck Pluck Pluck pluck pluck you. .