when i retrograded i felt sad............
in school ma'am would always grade me with her eyes
and now i do the same with all in my view
i'm not accepting anymore
i'm just cynical all the time
even with my food or the good on my arm!
this shape that shape all forms
lest i betray my contradictory self
i'm not budging from this frame of mind
feel so fiery and all-consuming
but then again i'm so meek when i'm star gazing
i can lose myself in a flicker
that's why i won't drag those fumes anymore
i'm way too young to have my nostrils cotton-balled
and i'm also way past the great gig in the sky to have my arms axed
so tenderly,, i'm falling back in line yet again
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