When I was a little girl, my mama said to me
“What’s your favorite flower, darling? I’ll get you the seed”
I said “Dandelion, Dandelion, ” that one’s so pretty
She said, “Child, that one’s not a flower, that one’s just a weed”
Oh, what a same. Now it don’t look the same. Guess it don’t look the same. Oh, what a shame.
Continue reading “Confession .301. So I Took A Breath And Made A Wish And Blew Them All Away…”
Is this what you came for, you paid for?
To watch somebody burn and crumble and stumble
Then fumble all my words and let you twist them
And listen to all the ugly things you tell me i am
i’m tryin’ so hard to understand how i’m the
Master Manipulator who couldn’t fool anyone
Monster Reciprocator, shot no bullets from my gun
The Drama Queen who never seems to get applause from anyone
i won’t be who you say i am…
Of course i’m returning with a Gabbie Hanna song – it’d feel inappropriate if i didn’t. Lol. Her new EP, Bad Karma came out on the day my blogging ‘vacation’ ended, and given that the first time i heard the song “Special”, i immediately sat down, choreographed a whole routine and built a set to perform it next Sunday at Moonshadow, this felt like the appropriate song to return to.
So i’m back… kinda.
Continue reading “Confession .300. If I Played Along To Ease The Friction, Would You Still Tell Me That I’m Terrible?”