all that cant be said

you are calm and reposed
but your beauty unfolds
pale white like the skin
stretched over your bones
spring keeps you ever close
you are second hand smoke
you are so fragile and thin
standing trail for your sins
holding onto yourself
the best you can
you are the smell before rain
you are the blood in my veins

call me a safe bet
i'm betting i'm not
glad that you can forgive
only hoping as time goes
you can forget.

_brand new

oh so you think you can tell
heaven from hell,
blue skies from pain.
can you tell a green field
from a cold steel ramp,
a smile from a veil.
do you think you can tell?

oh how i wish
how i wish you were here.

pink floyd.

good is a relative word. when there's no bad, there's no good. so what's life without the bad? your life, my life. our lives.

STORY

so here's another story
of another girl in a situation
could it be love?
maybe it is friendship.
family too pricks like thorn
sticks and stones break your bones
work and play, oh what dismay.

she has no way.

but then again,
this is just another story
of another girl in a situation.