29 January 2001

Beautiful

As we sit and talk 
I realize that 
He's becoming far too serious
He's finding out too much
I need to lighten up 

So I flash him a smile and ask 
Do you think that I am sweet
And do you think I'm pretty
He just rolls his eyes at me, smiles, and he says

I think that there may be
A black hole residing in your heart
You seem bitter, jaded too
Optimistic never
Always a little angry
Tough on the outside
Just underneath your shell the tears flowing fast
Contradiction at it's best
Hating everyone yet loving them all
Untrusting and un-pure
Yes I think that makes you
Very Beautiful

Went to a movie
The story was weak
Found our amusement 
Watching people in the parking lot
I can tell that he has something 
That he wants to say
He turns to me and asks 
Do you think that I am sweet
And am I cute enough
I just roll my eyes at him, smile, and I say

I think that there may be 
A black hole residing in your soul
You never smile at anyone but me
Trying to play cool
Pretending nothing gets to you
Wanting everything to be so perfect 
Knowing nothing ever is
Filled with so much emptiness
Revealing nothing of yourself
Yet taking in every little word I speak
You take pride in your pain 
Yes I think that makes you
Very Beautiful


January 29, 2001

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