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What happened to simple?

I kick off my shoes

And crawl in your bed

You’re so far away

Or maybe it’s me.



You wanted someone pretty

Someone I can’t be

I pull out all the flowers

That have been shoved

Down my throat

The bad taste

That keeps me awake

I leave them



And my shoes.



I tiptoe out your door

And you’re so far away.

Or maybe it’s me?

Maybe it’s me.