Wednesday, December 26, 2012

water boy,
i hid myself in your eyes,
tried to bleed to show
i could be you, but in
the end, you were never
picked for the show.

water boy, left behind,
dressed like a doll and
eager to please, you
broke my back over
your knee, and left
me crying at my
parent's house.

water boy, never picked
for the run, hid behind
dramatic intonations of
lies and secrecy, your
sorcery held me, where
i would have been better
off pushing rocks up hills.

better off believing in the
infinite trust, but no,
water boy did what water boy
does best and burned holes
in my eyes.

water boy, twice bit, twice shy
and i would have bitten you
a thousand times water boy.

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