i have a comic for this one in the works, in the meantime i offer this.no matter how i dress or how well i seem to fit in i always feel like the geek.
but really, im okay with that, i wouldnt have it any other way
and in regards to identifying a moment through other peoples words.
My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
sparkled with broken glass.
I'm back with scars to show.
Back with the streets I know
Will never take me anywhere but here.
The stain in the carpet, this drink in my hand,
the strangers whose faces I know.
We meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say " I wanted it this way"
Wait for the year to drown.
Spring forward, fall back down.
I'm trying not to wonder where you are.
All this time lingers, undefined.
Someone choose who's left and who's leaving.
Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me:
a blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest,
the best parts of Lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires,
new words for old desires,
and every birthday card I threw away.
I wait in 4/4 time.
Count yellow highway lines that you're relying on to lead you home.
anyway
5 comments:
He looks so sad! Brilliant use of color and bold shapes.
Really nice. Great composition and colors. You really captured a feeling.
I'd rather be friends with a geeky person than some dumb air headed jock any day! I think being geeky is a great thing.
that geek looks pretty hot.
must be the glasses.
hahaha.. i thought he looked hot, too. It's funny how people see things differently.
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