all I want is you
to be a part of two
to make you and I, we
to just help me be
my happy self
taken off of this shelf
shelf of sorrow and grief
and just as a leaf
floating slowly down
til I hit the ground
made of rock bottom
just waiting for autumn
to take me away
from this place of sway
always changing
always hanging
hanging me in the breeze
even when I ask please
life has no remorse
for my discourse
so as it rains
my bleeding pain
is washed from here
I'm left with cheer
as the rain freezes
to me it pleases
for this place that sucked
no longer fucked
it used to blow
but as it turns to snow
I say fuck you
Cinderella who?
cuz I am getting high
on lifes wonderful ride
this ride over snow
this is my blow
which I am addicted
it makes me sickened
when I see your face
and remember it's taste
but then rejoice
with my final choice
to just move on
in not too long
I will get by
will get high
as the snow comes down
no longer frown
for this is me
my meaning for life