my spanish romance

~I sang to you today ~ waiting for that look you give me ~ when I want to turn the camera to you ~ I have that I just saw a good movie feeling ~ where I want to call you darling and I ~ keep slipping into an Irish accent ~ and your looking pensive with pursed lips and I just want to kiss you like a spanish romance ~ the camera's on you darling ~ lets go some where its snowing and kiss in big coats ~ with drenched hair ~ its not to corny is it? ~ because even when the camera's not there it can be ~ perfect ~ even when I forget my shoes and borrow your feet ~ we can dance to no music like they do ~ perfect~

Ode to Angst

running on burgers and boost ~ I havent seen real afternoon sunshine in weeks ~ my throat is yellow and angry ~ im still the same size ~ I miss my mom ~ My eyeliner is thinning,- ~ Im growing up... ~ over the eyes and through the skin ~ im not going to stop until im 16 again ~ What happened to black and white being angsty ~ and angsty being racey ~ God it was hot ~ I miss sleeping when I dream and writing through it ~ this is another stage I sapose ~ but its the lamest stage so far ~ damn ~ so I'm listening to distillers and night dreaming about ~ how "i used to play guitar like that" ~ sigh ~ so I'm trying again before its to late ~ over the eyes... ~ I'm almost 20 and I have the sudden urge to quit my job and ~ dye my hair ~ and smoke a cigar and drink my coffee black like i used to ~ but I buy coffee in a can now ~ my skin feels thinner than it used to ~ I can work with this, I can do this- I feel it ~ its still there~