Sweet Girl

 
I hurt like Marilyn, always dummying down my intensity
turning down my internal music
so others feel better

such a hefty price for Marilyn
to pay for the looks combined with intelligence
sent to the looney bin
because God forbid you feel too much

it hurts and if I were a reincarnation of her
they would say poor Marilyn still can't get off the dope
I feel a kindred spirit with her

today I imagine she chose to be a nobody
chained to notoriety is no longer for her
in my heart, she flies free
united with the baby she lost

some souls are too beautiful for this world
she was one of those
she comes to my mind often
I wonder does she have a message
it's my prayers she has a better place to be

a sacred sanctuary
as far as getting off the champagne and pills
I would say cheers beautiful
indulge your need and damned the devil
if he says anything