I have a tsunami on the tip of my
tongue
That rolls with the waves and moves right
along
Onto the nest starry-eyed, gullible,
boy
Who thinks I have a remarkable way with
words.
I mean, there is always someone better,
braver.
With special gifts that god gave her-
favor?
Please, I want to know, how to write from the
spine,
And combine all these rad
phrases
and manipulate
mine.
I want to be great, is that to much to
ask?
But at this slow rate i'm going to pass,
because-
Success and happiness are two very different
things...
Why can't i just meet
In between?