Beauty Queen

When superstars and cannonballs are running through your head
And television freak show cops and robbers everywhere
Subway makes me nervous people pushing me too far
I've got to break away
So take my hand now
'Cause I want to live like animals
Careless and free like animals
I want to live
I want to run through the jungle
With wind in my hair and the sand at my feet
I've been having difficulties keeping to myself
Feelings and emotions better left up on the shelf
Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie
Which one is more human
There's a thought, now you decide
Compassion in the jungle
Compassion in your hands, yeah
Would you like to make a run for it
Would you like to take my hand, yeah
Sometimes this life can get you down
It's so confusing
There's so many rules to follow
And I feel it
'Cause I just run away in my mind.


So guilt means nothing, nowadays. I'm fine with that. Just know when to press the stop button for yourself, and not to wait around for the other person to ask where the remote is. It was the virginized equivalent of a one night stand. I'm not happy with either of you. But it was no big deal. I trust you, I love him. And that sickness of mine brought with it some conversation I thought we'd never have. It may not have had any true result; but it gave me some hope. And well, you've also proved the love between he and I. Shocking how you of all people, gave me self-esteem. Or some form of it. For the record, you're not too bad. Let's be friends? Well, not so soon, I know. Here's to hoping.