she says she doesn't             fit in
i laugh because.. does anyone?
she says she feels ugly
i smile because she's not

who even wants to belong
i don't need to fit their    m o      d
                                u l 
it's not made of dreams
and it can't hold my thoughts


                up there
did you see me 
when i lost my footing
and s
     l 
       i
         p
           p
             e
                d    into your head?
tap dancing on your brain to 
                          music from my  h e art

he didn't replace you
but he makes me s     e
                 m i l
and you of all people should know
i need that

i've lost my sense of time
and i'd prefer if it stayed         out there
where i can't feel the days passing
or see the wave crashing as the tide t
                                       u
                                      r
                                    n  
                                  s
                                   my sky to blue
and yours to wilted 
                    celery green.

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