Pretty Denny

So four years have passed since my father has been around to make us laugh and to play his tricks on us. Four strange years, and oh, how they keep getting stranger. Maybe he is putting ice on Jesus's chair when he gets up to use the restroom? I'd like to think so.

boys get discovered as winter MELTS

flowers competing for the sun

years go by and I’m here still waiting

withering where some snowman was

mirror mirror where’s the crystal palace

but I only can see myself

SKATING around the truth who I am

but I know dad the ice is getting thin

hair is grey and the fires are burning

so many dreams on the shelf

you say I wanted you to be PROUD of me

I always wanted that myself

he says when you gonna make up your mind

when you gonna love you as much as I do

when you gonna make up your mind

cause things are gonna change so fast

all the WHITE HORSES have gone ahead

I tell you that I’ll always want you near

you say that things change my dear...