Remember all those pieces I gave you?
When I opened my mouth and spoke them to you
When I opened my legs and squirmed them for you
When I opened my heart and threw them on you
All those pieces that scattered at your feet like so much confetti
The ones you claim you never asked for
The ones I deny I willingly gave
All those pieces litter the ground now
People shuffle through them
Some, impatient, kick them aside
Who can blame them really?
Shiny weightless pointless fragments
Is all confetti is, mere moments after it falls
London
Whenever I drop coins- I will them to the bowels of the earth,
A gift to the gutter,
I don't thank this place enough.
For the growth, the laughter
the heartache, the headaches
the tears, the tears, the fears
the loneliness, the solitude, the company
For being the toughest thing I have ever done
For being the hardest battle barely won
I can't thank this place enough.
