purpletrees

A dove is a glove
That I wear as my heart
And though I like to dress smart
It doesn't have any part of the world of fashion

And your there to put me down

And I'm sick of the frowns that follow me around
I would like the sky
But there's no reason why
I should stay in this world with he nose of a girl
Is turned up so loud that it erases the clouds
I've never been here
And though your phisically near
Your pushing me away
To decay like the day that I loved