Wednesday, August 23, 2023

This song is about you but I didn't write it

THIS SONG IS ABOUT YOU BUT I DIDN’T WRITE IT (D A D G B E)

 


Sorry if you can’t read my writing. The heart is a blade and it strikes like lightning. The sky is black and it can be frightening.

Sometimes the sun grows like a tumour. I wanted to come but I should’ve left sooner. I thought it was true, it was only a rumour.

We miss the same thing. But we’re chasing something different. We’re getting further from the centre. I thought we’d find it together.

 

Sorry if you thought it would feel good. Sorry if you think it always has to. Sorry if you are disappointed.

Sometimes the morning just gets disjointed. Even if no one meant it. Sorry if you are offended.

We are the same thing. Just different reflections in the same swimming pool.

 

Sometimes the morning just gets disjointed. Even when no one meant it.

 

It doesn’t always have to feel good. And it won’t.

Don’t hire a car when you’re trapped on an island and you need a boat.

 

I’m sorry if you can’t read my writing. I guess you’ll just have to hear my voice. Sorry you had to hear this song. Sorry I had to write it.

Sorry you have to hear this song but I didn’t write it.

I didn’t write it. I didn’t write it.


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