Creative Nonfiction: ENGL 3012 Lyrics

I was 19

In a red dress

I didn't ask you to tear it all down

But you provided

You were angry

I kinda liked that

You said you led all my stories about

Powerful women

Paint me in yellow and grey shades of the colors you hate

Outline the shapes cuz you decided

That you liked it better when we only talked about movies

From the 90s

Tell me that's it's such a shame

That I could not continue hide it

Cuz you never got to know anything more

Than the parts i reviled

When the phone rings

I'll pick up

And ill let you destroy me

All over

Cuz i've been broken

Yeah i've been scarred

But i'm still hoping something better

Comes along

Now I'm 20

In Joanne's class

She said you wrote all about me and you

For your final

Well that don't phase me

I'm not bothered. cuz id do the same but

I'd pull off the colors and shapes

Even better

Lay them all out on the page, bare as the day that i confided

That i love you more than the world can contain inside

Its weary eyelids

But what kind of life is a sailing ship fixed on the shoreline?

And what kind of love is mooring rope left there untied?

What kind of person writes mountains of prose for the woman that left her behind?

If you call me

I'll decline

But i'm on your side