Righteous Lipstick Colors

I feel more alone when I'm near you
Some days I haven't a care in the world
Others my stomach tightens and I don't know what to do
Trapped in a three color five point mould, thinking
 
What I'm going to do the rest of my days
I'm young but I'm so lost, in a sea of found
I'm the person who falls in the grass and just lays
Waiting for the most beautiful of sound
 
And watches the clouds go by in the sky
Thinking too much about pointless shit
Wondering if one day I may just up and die
Feeling the running water of sorrow in the pit
 
Thinking to myself "Fuck this rule of life and styles"
I don't want to follow everyone else
I just wish I could go into the wild
And find my true self
 
Watch the trees as they grow up into beautiful spires
The grass swaying of fingers reaching for a touch
Birds flying through the sky hanging from wires
Totality in the lost embers of my eyes, hold me crutch
 
Carry me to the farthest reaches of the tallest channels
Cover the eye lids of my lost souls sight
Walk through my heart with wing tipped sandals
Push the rocks of hardship to the sky to block the light
 
Blame the scholars for teaching us to love
Righteous lip stick color on matte finish
The opposite of God the black dove
Star lights fall into the atmosphere give me my wish
 
And raise the dead from the graves of my soul
Shovel the snow off the roads to my nerve endings
Place the longest syringe filled with arsenic in my minds hole
Write letters of foreign languages for no one sending
 
Tear my skin off lest no one judge me again
And let the world hang out from my lacerated wrists
Flinging the life streams of the lost zen
Eyes drowned out in the open cover by mists
 
Hanging street clothes from the sky's hooks
Punching through the everyday life lost in books
Fuck when people give me a funny look
I can't find the remote to change the outlook
 
Wings of my ancestors flying over my head
Look through the imagination yearning to be free
School systems colored white in the dread
Am I even supposed to be..
 
Locked heart strings playing melodies
Cut the wire and get to the punchline
Out of tune with the world he sees
I've become a slave to this time
 
Fatherly figures everywhere but the father
Water running upstream to the lands
I wish I could tell him I love him no more
I've become....