::: Good Girl :::

I'm a good girl
good girl
see me be a good girl
I will always be your good girl
even if you've ceased to care

I will be a good girl
good girl
such a bloody good girl
just watch me be a good girl
even though it isn't fair

but still I am a good girl
good girl
your good girl
and since I am a good girl
nothing will I ever crave

speaking as a good girl
good girl
such a good girl
I'll still be that good girl
as they lay me in my grave

::: We. :::

you say it's cowardly
I think it's simple
situational me

I'm making tea
that's my family bonding

smudge me over the page
this plum consumes my brain

having half-decent
midnight conversation
with our voices
that never grew up

I've known you so long
that I can't say
a thing about you

who are we?

::: Wooden Cities :::

sleep, a tiny dream
laughing from my eyelids
building wooden cities
for your dreams to hide in

there are days when living
hurts so much
sometimes it's necessary
to forget who I am

suffering in silence
did you ever show in colour?
I'm a distraction, not a friend
but if that's all you need

survival is overrated, anyway
they've never ever been us
going from wooden door
to ancient iron tower

who but you could pull me out?
when I'm living between
these ideals
and painting in detail

scrape scrape of time
paper is just another tree
imagination's new hole
every town looks the same