Your eyes reflect my spirit
And in them I can see I'm not that bad.
We are so much like each other
And so how can I be pathetic when you are not?
Like the sister I never had,
You have my secrets and my truths,
The sun that brightens without being too bright.
You have a dull shine like a red sun rather than a harsh yellow.
Baby blues and purples layer our lullaby sky
with jokes and dance.
When there isn't good music,
we create our own notes.
When we can't sing,
We screamo.
Forget being a lady,
Let's make a scene like fire
And burn our way through the weekend.
You put a gun to my head and take away the pain
But I'm still alive.
Happiness is such a deadly thing.