Scene 63: But No

When we spent the dark igniting until the stars waned, getting tired
and we paused by the door just waiting, locking eyes
when we said goodbye we took a chance, and made it hello
and you took my hand to lead the dance, and made it better
I should’ve seen through the primrose letter
Tacky, as rose colored glasses
But no
I’m not like most people

When we were walking along the running sidewalk, wet with skies
and we stepped side by side, your hand in mine
when you said you wanted the world to see me, so you showed me
and you took my hand to lead me, so you could hold me
I should’ve seen through the shallow poetry
Corny, as violets are blue
But no
I’m not like most people

When we were wasting the fainted night away, lead heavy
and you dropped me by my bay, then went sailing
when I watched you be pulled along the sea, by ruby dips
and you left my hand alone to be, wanting those lips
I should’ve been angered by the thieving ship
Restless, as love is
But no
I’m not like most people




One can choose to be angry.

One can choose to be upset.

If you're angry, you can hurt others.

If you're upset, you hurt yourself.

You choose.