On a gust of wind. I'll float away, maybe like an old party streamer, but let's not kid ourselves, more accurately, a piece of garbage. A piece of garbage so unwanted that whoever threw her out couldn't even be bothered to make it into the trash can.
She's lifted from the sidewalk and spins up and up in a gust. Maybe she'll get stuck in a tree, or maybe she'll just land at the dump. Where she's always belonged. It was nice pretending for a while. It was stupid, but at least it was nice.
two cockroaches in the apartment, empty promises from every stupid person in this town
rich people say they love my work then chuck it and run off to the Hamptons while I fry alive in this wretched place
but it's not just business, I can handle being unwanted but I'd rather just know instead of find out
tore the whole place apart looking for my credit card
I was getting an award tonight so I dressed up in a big stupid dress with stupid boots and drove an hour across town but my manager realized she was sick the moment we met so she bailed and I sat like an idiot at the fancy restaurant wondering if I should buy the stupid $22 salad anyway because I was so hungry but also so depressed, the waiter never came so I didn’t have to decide, I just left
walked to a diner instead, had my Coke and veggie burger in a booth alone, it was $20 and it all may have been salvaged if I had my book but I didn't
went stag to the ceremony, couldn't even fake it, basically dead as someone ran up to me after "are you just so excited?!" for what I wanted to scream at them for exactly what would I be excited about
forget it let the sun sink into the ocean and take me with her
You haven't disappointed me. I just don't want you to disappear before you're even gone.
I love you, from the strands of my ponytail to the tips of my toenails.
I don't want you to be so concerned about what I'll think that you vanish. Please! Don't vanish.
