Non Fiction

What good could I've mistook to deserve not just these feelings But all these nights dreaming of me Dying, left all alone Their looks and their words I could only be jealous As I watched all the birds All the birds flying home My guess, my bet is that you Would rather me be All different I'll never say buh bye again Let my pieced apart heart and detached head keep on dancing It's just who I am All by myself throwing little kid hissy fits or blowing kisses I used to beg the question for what normal is Now I hope to God that nobody ever answers it Because I've fallen in love with being separated Watching my body on the bench My head sitting next to it My guess, my bet is that you Would rather me be All different I'll never say buh bye again Let my pieced apart heart and detached head keep on dancing It's just who I am All by myself throwing little kid hissy fits or blowing kisses If it's not you then you'll never know What it feels like to watch so many dead things grow You'll never know What it feels like I'll never say buh bye again Let my pieced apart heart and detached head keep on dancing It's just who I am All by myself throwing little kid hissy fits or blowing kisses