i am not even thirty three
i am already getting old
and i am losing all my teeth
i really thought we had agreed
that i would never become old
i am not even thirty three
my rings mark age much like a tree
mind tend to rust the more i grow
and i am losing all my teeth
i'm rootless i have yet to seed
it will not bloom i am too cold
i am not even thirty three
i am that girl yes i am she
who fakes her way among the bold
and i am losing all my teeth
i fell down and i skinned my knee
i hold too close the things i know
i am not even thirty three
and i am losing all my teeth
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