Yes, I know Florida isn't the South, when I was in Alabama that was pointed out to me a lot - but I still have manners. You'd just have to cook me dinner to find out.
Ain't nuthin' like a girl with a Southern twang.
Anyway... back to art... Here's a little something else I wrote. About a girl I once knew...
What do you want me to say?
I love you.
Does that make you happy?
False words with false meaning.
Does my vacant stare give me away?
Pretenses long since disclosed,
In thoughts that I've wanted to scream.
You wonder why I'm always late.
Never asking me how I am.
Or more importantly.
Who I am.
I don't think you even care.
I walk on sidewalks watching cars race by,
And think to myself it'd be much easier,
If I played a live game of Frogger.
With my luck though, I'd land on all the paddies, and make it across.
To see your scorn.
How come everything about you is so much better in my dreams?
Your laugh actually exists.
Your anger doesn't.
You're actually a shell of the person I once loved.
Dreams never last forever do they?
Your eyes scare me.
Looking like the red eyes of rats closing in.
I never knew rodents had serpents fangs.
Or for that matter, eight spindly legs.
A Cyclops, Siren, Medusa all in one.
That's what you are.
I never wanted any of this in the first place.
Yet, no matter how hard I try, I cannot run.
Cement blocks attached to my weary legs.
Your maniacal laughter ringing in my ears.
I wish I was deaf.
I remember reading fairy tales.
Where a princess would kiss a frog and a handsome prince would appear.
So kiss me mistress of darkness.
Princess of evil.
And watch me hop...
Into crowded cars.