Alex!
07/11/09, 12:33 AM
Red Bedroom by Alex Periera
alcohol and cigarets, you're 17 and in the moment.
hazel eyes to pass the time, your body moves with feet glued to the floor.
eye make-up and medicine, you're feeling good and past the worst part.
you're smiling and it floods the whole room. never better, never looking back.
the room is dark, but dimly lit by a candle flickering in the moonlight.
dazzling eyes divide your body, a back and forth of wits and nothing more.
cold bare walls and empty beds, he's 17 and feeling lucky.
you're crying and it floods the whole world. he never loved you, never loved you back.
his floor is cold as ice and feeling discontent you reach for your clothes.
the smell of smoke all too familiar, it's getting late, but the party's just begun.
I still have a verse and a half left to write, but I'd really like constructive criticism and opinions on what I have so far.
alcohol and cigarets, you're 17 and in the moment.
hazel eyes to pass the time, your body moves with feet glued to the floor.
eye make-up and medicine, you're feeling good and past the worst part.
you're smiling and it floods the whole room. never better, never looking back.
the room is dark, but dimly lit by a candle flickering in the moonlight.
dazzling eyes divide your body, a back and forth of wits and nothing more.
cold bare walls and empty beds, he's 17 and feeling lucky.
you're crying and it floods the whole world. he never loved you, never loved you back.
his floor is cold as ice and feeling discontent you reach for your clothes.
the smell of smoke all too familiar, it's getting late, but the party's just begun.
I still have a verse and a half left to write, but I'd really like constructive criticism and opinions on what I have so far.