She was about 5 8
She was blonde
She had a nirvana tee shirt on
She had makeup
She hates love
She doesn't hate us
She's on hiatus
She capable of great stuff
She always trying to make up
This life she created
For conversation
Ever since
She was disowned
She taking benzos
Too keep her mental
Side of her life hidden
Behind that complacency
You fall short to your own medium
You only focus on the things
You hate to see
The person you'd hate to be
The person your father said
You are made to be
He was a misogynist
Or the rest of the world
At the time
What is the consequence
When the things you say
Feel so damn common sense
Cause you breathed what you listened to
Like it was oxygen
Don't blame it on him
Don't blame it On her
Don't blame it on me
Actually blame it on him
And her
And me
And yourself
It's your fault
Its created by our minds
Developed by time
These people die
for perception
Like that's what keeps them alive
Why they always say
You do better with time
Time is a idea
Time is simply a limit
To structure how long we last
As we Physically appear
If I wrote her tears
It was last till we all die
From the things we aren't scared of
Misinterpreted fears
(break)
If we died
What would they write about us
If we died
What would they think about us
If we died
What would they read about us
If we died
Why does it matter
Before that thought comes
Why are stories labeled through pages
Why does time label our differences as generations
Why does time put numbers on our identity
Why are they ages
Matter a fact
I'm aging
The things that hurt you the most
Make you so painless
(bridge)
Let me follow these waves
Sorry I misbehaved
I can't reach the surface
I'm way pa**ed that stage
Swimming through irony
Don't let me contradict my ways
Let me follow these waves