In June of 1998...i was 8 months pregnant with my son and was incapable of making it to the infamous Mahoning Valley Rib Burn-Off...and this is what i missed...
...and this is what that cutie lead singer of 10 years ago is up to these days--besides being my awesome boyfriend *smiling* :
sadness seeps the confusion is free as she realizes why she has to obsess digress, constantly seek and think too deep and then she resents
her motive so clear now she's just struggling to close that big gap --but he takes a wider stance away from her now-- he no longer sees she clings to, holds on to something anything to keep her connection
his secret her obsession attaching her heart to it the only way she feels tight and close to him now
lost all that she was all that she could've been when he lost his naive little starstruck halloween girl
she looks at you from outside of herself running and seeking trying to find a way out of her disguise she wants you to feel like home
when she looks in your eyes when she feels your strong, soothing hands she still knows that she's so far away knowing what she knows
and she's been so unfair to him now, for too long but her selfish desires and fears they combat his lies and resent his honest eyes and mess with her only intention...to love with her eyes on the prize
so she's all alone --a fallen angel, broken wings-- on a stranger's front porch, looking in arms outstretched, wanting to come in
the emptiness it swallows her whole
hanging right between her and him between every feeling and thought in her heart and her mind
she longs to be that girl that other girl perched on the porch with a trick and a treat
full of bliss, ignorance at its best no costume to hide behind