your blessings
ignite my ego
your spotlight
brings my crimson
up
and soothes my need
down
i am addicted to strokes
but i fall apart if your head
does not turn
i have a solid mask
and have learned spite
well
i am ~yawn~ ever thankful
(i'll be with you in a minute)
and i bow and smile
to your raised glasses
but for your sin
i will ignore you
at the celebration party
~lily
