Notes that bring me back to myself

**Paper Bag



I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star

To pray on, or wish on, or something like that

I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy

whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had

But then the dove of hope began it's downward slope

And I believed for a moment that my chances

Were approching to be grabbed

But as it came down near, so did a weary tear

-I thought it was a bird but it was just a paper bag

Hunger hearts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold

-Hunger hearts, but starving works,

When it costs to much to love


And i went crazy again today,

Looking for a strand to climb

looking for a little hope

Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,

And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope

I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified

Come on put a little love here in my void,"-he said

"It's all in your head," and I said "So's everything"-

But he didn't get it- I thought he was a man

But he was just a little boy





by Fiona Apple