Blueberry Lush

This just so happens to be my identity.
Put your scanner up to me.
Don’t be shy; tell me what you see…

There’s an ocean of truth.
Cleanse yourself of denial.
Rumors say I have a history of being ruthless?
All I can do is smile.

Hoping for dressed up thoughts
To be sung to your ears.
I'd never take up façade’s profession.
That’s your one grave fear.
I’ll gladly take it off your hands,
Telling you everything you don’t wish to hear.

Watering my hopes
Cause they look like withering dandelions.
It’s people like you
That makes one bite the cyanide.

Tell me what you hate about this.
Fingers crossed to bask in my light.
You’re lost in the dark, now it’s me you miss.

Have a drink of my prescription.
True colors show, intoxicated on wisdom.
Out comes guilty in the description.
I’ll be merciless when you’re in tears.
All while you sober up from your state of bedlam.

Watering my hopes
Cause they look like withering dandelions.
Keep my heart warm,
Guarded by a den of lions.
Tell me somewhere where I can belong
Free of senseless violence.
Oh don’t mind the silence…