By ZoE
Date: 30 July 1999

His DEEP thoughts

you say her voice is like licorice
and I am foolish to think I could evewr compeet
(swollen pride)
you say you think deep thoughts
i think she must be brutal and unkept
i hear she thinks thoughts i couldn't fathom
such deep thoughts
i tell you you aren't so suave
you almost make me angry
and i feel low
i look pitiful
i haven't brushed my hair 
and i ignore my appearance
i say what i think you'd want to hear
it's all about looking good in front of such a shallow human being
who holds his really deep thoughts close to his lips and eats them
and eats her
he'd eat me too if i let him
i stay far from him because my skinny bones can't afford to lose any meat
i am pale he says
i am paler than his doll
she rubs her face in dirt i say
she's colored by false hopes
and you lie
you lie to the ones who hold you close
i'll never wake up in your bed
there's no traces of my hair on your pillows
hush
rip me apart
it's better if you hush
i know my lips left a mark on you when i said you weren't my type
and that bottle of pride is half empty as i see it
so empty yourself of guilt and false pride
and i'll forgive you not
with my tounge