photo by J. M.
baby, how's that freedom now?
driving out of town
chasing dreams always too far,
too gone,
too wrong
delusional
boy, how's that sad song now?
sending me away
hot on the heels of fame too loud
too down,
too much
sensational
heavy-eyed, we drifted
when you were just starting to feel like mine,
like home along the old avenue
back in blue
true to yourself, behaving at random with success
never mind that you left a lot of wreckage in each step
baby, what's the cost of all your happiness?
- your emancipation for my IN-sanity
01.14.20