By ZoE
Date: 16 November 1998

Pretend Tinsel

i always thought that kalidescope you gave me was a piece of shit
i stare at it now 'cause it's all i have left
i could call you on the telephone
but what would that do?
it wouldn't bring us any closer
you said faith was hard to beleive thses days
but you taught me to lie
and you cut up my naive images
scattering ribbon across the places we were ourselves
you weren't this person you try to be
we are so false
so thrusted in to pain
you thought i was imagining love but i had it before you fathomed it
now you wither in this place far away
we could be in the same room but you'd still be far away
where is your ambition?
i put mine away in my pocket and thought about myself.
you're not a slut
you're just superficial
i am not angry
i just want to be someone i'll never be with our memories safe