Untitled #14

I see through the glass
the barbed wire mass
keeping me from skin
(i try not to sin)
he doesn't do the things i do
he talks the way i talk
he thinks the way i think
but i don't lag behind with the players
i hang with the haters
so unreal for him to show me off
when i have to sled down a hill
just to get him
because maybe i'm not strong enough to stay the same
or maybe that's what makes me strong
i'm not the standard of years past
of girlfriends last
i'm a long range. i can't wake up in the morning
to curl my hair
like before--the girls so fair
i'm sure i'm competing with absolute beauty
that i could probably never even reach
and at a glance, he'd pick her over me
cause she's so pretty
i'd try to make myself look advanced
so he'd rather have me at a glance
it's all that's standing in the way
i give myself 'till april
i give myself 'till may
maybe i'll get the right of way
in the past couple weeks
they've developed more crunching
i've developed more punching
i don't want to do
but have to
to keep myself alive
so i can keep my head up
i try so hard to touch him
i try to hard to reach him
i'd try to be what he wants and i have to change
all he has to do is stay the same
cause he is an angel the way he is
all the beauties eat lunch with him
i want to be like them
so at a glance he's pick her over me
but she's so pretty
i give myself 'till april
i give myself 'till may
i'll give my self the right of way

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