the perks (of a sick sense of humor)
2003-07-24 @ 5:30 a.m.
fairyfuckingtale .
always a silence singing you to sleep
and a vacancy in your lonesome bed
an emptiness stinging that i'd like to reap
a lovely hole to fill your head
once upon a time a prince came riding
upon a white horse to save the day
the damsel in distress played along
happily ever after far away
but the grass isn't greener on the other side
when all fairytales have to die
the world's not a snowglobe and
the sun doesn't smile and
happy thoughts don't make you fly
love's just a fake feeling and
religion is just some false hope
just things to get you by
i lie to live and cry to give
but to feel i'd die
read more of my fucked up poetry at the-perks . or have a nice day . :)
