Vegetate

Bit by bit, the little girl grew up. She learned from experience. She grew from her everyday victories, survived her daily horrors and made it. She learnt to live on her own.
She may have been tired, she may have been weary. But experience taught her to hold on, to carry on.

Day after day, she picked up new messages from the universe. Messages that told her that she was going to be okay and some along the way which scared the daylights out of her.

She grew. Like a creeper basing its foundation on a big, firm tree of her own beliefs, she grew.
She dreamt of becoming her own big, strong tree someday.
Growing little by little in the light everyday, she forged on.
For the light had taught her that even though she may not have reached her sky yet, it was still better than laying on the ground, waiting to be picked up...

Bunny Rabbit Reprise

I can dye my hair blue, I can get another tattoo
But it all seems so pointless when I don't have you.
Who do I impress, who do I charm?
Everyone except for you only causes harm.

I can revisit places that no longer exist. Pick up habits of the past.
I can move to a new world and move right back.
Nameless, faceless, they come and they leave.
What is the point of it all, when I don't have you?

Sing to me in my sleep tonight.
Invade my dreams.
Bad marijuana.
Black nail paint.
Your obsession with metal music and my intolerance.

Twisted nick-names.
Insulting but heartfelt.
Why make me dream when you can't fulfil them?
What is the point of all this, when I don't have you?

The creases on my face become more prominent the older I get.
But you beautiful, beautiful boy, you'll never grow old.
And tired.
And cynical.
And alone.
And lonely.
You'll never again need to fall in love.

And now, after all these years, I realise that I don't want to either...