I have no one to look up to
I have no one to look up to
I have no one to look up to
I
reach for the stars but I hear car alarms
I reach for the cloud
but it has no arms-
it has no ears
it has no tears
to affect me,
it cries for itself
I need a sign to direct me or
the inside of a seashell
(as long as a she tells)
I always wanna compose but
my ok hand’s lefty
and i’m alrighty, I
keep myself composed
a yin and yang,
alone and gang,
tai chi, I
can’t go to your house party unless you invite me -
an old fashioned in a new glass,
a v sharp mind and a b flat ass,
i’m a musician-
a used car with a new transmission,
but the wheels missin’ and
I have no one to look up to
I have no one to look up to
I have no one to look up to
The trees have arms
but they bark silence-
the streets ground me with
quiet asphalt and loud sirens
i’m
quiet it’s
their fault
they’re loud sirens
I want lemonade
I find lemons
with my
umami long legs, my
6 senses, my
8 leggings, my
10 fingers-
I count em’ all to align me before the bad thoughts
linger,
I
want to be a singer but I
can’t hit “those” notes
so I write em
I used to shine apples
now I just bite em,
now I confide in Him,
not god,
my book and pen-
they’re rather masculine
it’s whatever mask i’m in, and
it’s whatever cuz they’re all me
then and now
then and now-
I wear my own hand me downs
I have no one to look up to
I have no one to look up to
I have no one to look up to
so I look out
for you
*
I grew
in the wake of you
all that was destroyed
the things you took away
they rebuild themselves
every single day
I grew
in the wake of
you
and I thank you
I thank you
I grew
I thank you
I grew
I grew
I grew