What she gave me

She only really looked at me 

Over the plaster 

She didn’t show up much 

But when she did

It was good

She gave me things 

That were mine

She gave me things to keep 

Static hisses 

Fuzzy pictures rolling

Black and white waves 

Get lost in grey 

Im just trying to see it in colour

Most of my living was in the shadows 

But when she shone that light on me

That was the sun 

And I’ve been chasing that light ever since 

Through the paint 

Through little balls of coloured glass 

That’s when she saw me 

And it makes sense 

That I’ve made my life 

Built my life 

In purist 

Of the biggest projects 

Insurmountable to others 

I’d go to the edges of the earth

Cause I’ve got something to prove

And nothin’ to loose 

I just want her to see me in colour 

Its hard to know if they were mirrors (to myself)

Or bridges (to her

All I know is

All I’ve ever wanted 

Is to do this all the time 

But I don’t know if 

its because 

its what she gave me 

Or because 

its all she gave me

How sweet it is to be seen by her

How sweet it is to be validated by her

How sweet it is to be loved by her 

-I think I’m beginning to understand (What she gave me)

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