these are things that wake me in the night. these are rantings, ravings, and therapy. i make no excuses for the innuendos, because without them, what fun is life?
i want you
i want your black and white
i want you
i want you to lay it out
step by step
walk me through the motions
no more VCR directions
just the basics
i want the facts
i want the skinny
i want you
bit by bit
show me how it works
'cause i wanna work this system
it's you and me
it's living and breathing
don't neglect it
shame it
push it down till it dies
i've got a light
to find the pieces
to put it together
fear it not
'cause put together
it is us
clear through the fluff,
wash away the dirt,
find you shame,
and throw it out.
people who hide the truth
hide themselves
push what could be away
and live with
other's perceptions
of goodness and light.
i'm not sure where i am tonight.
there's ink on my hands, a song in my soul.
i'd rather be up to something.
i feel free.
i feel
i'm not sure, but i like it.
this feeling of not belonging
to someone, anyone.
i am my own.
i'm not sure where i am
but it's a good place.
you're welcome to visit.
maybe i am up to something.
i could use a hand
in this place.
let's lie in the grass,
doing nothing.
watch the stars
wait for morning.
let's be free.
potrait of a kat
~katwummon