....

and then the colour leaked out of everything and we were left with a gray sort of inbetween. i offered you my skin but it didnt fit. so we sat, wishing we could take it all back, leave it all inside the facade we had built so carefully.
so no one would really see the torn bits of 'almost good enough' and the wayward past, littered with only brilliant moments, none that would sustain a life time.

as we sat, with our ugly truths and nylon lies, cutting deep into our flesh. i offered you the last promise i had, it was a promise to begin.
as the ocean spilled over the edges of the clouds, it washed the gray away. till nothing but a blinding blank was left
and a small bottle of ink by my hand with a nudge, like a whisper,

rewrite

when we were young

uh oh

what if
all those times
not filing away
and sorting
these words
and those dotted eyes
means that
one day
i will loose
the memory
that i swore would be burned
into my brain
for forever long

ugg lee

im glad i dont look
as ugly as i feel

i wonder how they see me.

sometimes i think i must see myself like this
because of the yuck stuff
under my skin
but
i remember Kanye saying that
" The prettiest people do the ugliest things "

im glad i dont look as ugly as i feel
wonder how you see me.