#window song

At 24, I'm actually starting to respect myself and my own art. It’s not perfect, but it’s something I actually created and didn't just lose in the corners of my mind and in decaying cardboard boxes.

All the windows are playing their game Where I won't see outside again Til I write all the fog away I'm putting words in their place Between me and the window's pane From my inarticulate brain But all of the fog is erased When I write all the words that I never said To you Now the impulse won't go away "Distracted by something?" you'd say Cause you don't see anything It's just between windows and me Wait til it rains again And I write all the words that I never said To you Will you try to read these lines? Focus hard and give it time Who you are in my life Reads as the water washes Now the dirt on the window is showing I should have drawn something instead The dirt on the window is showing I should never have written my head I should never have written what I never said To you

At this point I miss you, J K I HATE YOU.

I miss those sleepless summer city nights,  I miss those bright blue ever glowing eyes.  Say that you need me, don't have to worry. Say that you love me, be there in a heart beat. Winter's so cold and this story gets old. So I've been told under pressure, I'll fold.

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