No More Wool to Pull

See through you
and all that you do.
Never trusted a girl
who sounded that sweet.
Seen my share of the world
and I've wept for weeks.
Earthly things no longer
take me by surprise.

It's what they all say:
"I love you".
Working, trying to play and
"I love you".
Nothing sounds so bland as
"I love you".

Saw you brushing yourself off
in uncut grass, under tall trees.
For things they tend to scoff at,
I take my leave.
Everything they all value
I see as dirt.
Deep down you know the truth
and it hurts.
Rise above and cut the root,
watch it burn.