Faith and Anger.
Friends and Strangers.
From which do you derive your mood?
Wearing colors while bleeding others.
With which do you align your views?
Does it come off so bad, the blues?
I only want you.
Eating cold crow.
She'll never know the space that you allow your muse.
does it come off bad, the blues?
I only want you.
Outside your window, whiter then snow, the ghost
that I've become haunts you.
Don't say you lacked the slightest clue.