prologue to a tale beyond what modernization can grasp
so degraded past coherence
transcended appearance
big words big words
so underused
abundantly enough they swing and misconstrue my sexuality
imperative that i'm not fallacy
tapering down to the fall from heights unknown to obey gravity
if only there were a way to climb free
big words big words
they form a cell
threatening reverbs
the world can tell
i am willing to give up what little i have here .. and start over with you
i love you eough.. im willing to say fuck int
and pack all my shit
i'm tired of being alone
and I wanna be rid of it
so big words big words
they are all they I can feel
emotions to complex
to ponder all day