riding fast

Behind and again it's still the same,
as I race my legs to follow you but you are on a completely different energy level.

I say, "You are like me on crack"...

You say, "I'm calm, you've seen me calm".

Yes, but this is strange.

And then,

No's a no, even if it's said delicately, so I balled eyes out, and said, "Damn it, I'm starting from scratch again".

I wanted to call you but decided it was better to stay lonely with flat faces -
so I make plans with someone new,
and hope you'll call me later -

Afraid to cry to you.

What would that mean?

And we said, okay, you like me , I like you, let's leave it out there plain and simple.

Don't make this something that it's not -

Oh boy,
embarrassment and nobody knows how to fucking spell.

The lights get dim,

My arm is aglow, and we rock and roll, since it's fun and we want to.

But today I feel like a loser.
I said it.

The baby doll and the rocks don't do much anymore.
The laundry is piled high, and the shower can only wash away so much.

Tomorrow is another day, so today I seep into a fantasy world of money and belongings, and other people's problems that are so much greater than my own, but I would like to pay for a meal out, and not think twice, so it looks good enough for me.

Why do we not go out together?

and so many other questions,