and she touches my wholeness with her inane ranting
just next door to a little black rain cloud
throwing tantrums while saying it is she who has been accosted
poor little sad princess
convinced by her projection--her own personal zeitgeist
she insists that all see only that which makes her story real
i cannot support her illusion...i cannot allow her to take up anymore space
she is a ridiculous person
when she calls out i find in am numb
i am beyond compassion and well into a white noise phase
what she reaps she has surely sown...
as true as what comes around goes around
living next door to the little black rain cloud
the sun shines brightly in the face of foolishness
just next door to a little black rain cloud
throwing tantrums while saying it is she who has been accosted
poor little sad princess
convinced by her projection--her own personal zeitgeist
she insists that all see only that which makes her story real
i cannot support her illusion...i cannot allow her to take up anymore space
she is a ridiculous person
when she calls out i find in am numb
i am beyond compassion and well into a white noise phase
what she reaps she has surely sown...
as true as what comes around goes around
living next door to the little black rain cloud
the sun shines brightly in the face of foolishness