Coke Bottle

Alright Preview, this was my thoughts on a bedroom floor, at 11.20 on a Conference Weekend. 

I've been contemplating who I am meant to be.
Just a brown eyed blondie wakin up at three.
A coke bottle stuck my eyes as I went to sleep.
Was it hers, or did I buy it for the memories?
Why do I still have it clearly old as June 22" I can see.
That one night it seemed like a dream.
Everything I had visioned became a reality.
Little white dress, living in Tennessee,
Nothing better than seeing a fourth finger with a ring.
Toad smiling high cause damn shawty is finer than brownies.
hahahahaha. 
Shit, life's good, it can't get better till I turned a cheek.
Flyin high, and saving lives feels like a need.
What age are you again...
Oh yeah Just turned 23. 
Living in the south, shit hate humidity.
Oh well, at least it gives girly a reason to ........................
Jk, that dirty, ain't gonna write that for the time being.
Pfffft. Honeymoon every night if I am speaking honestly. Lollll

I sit back thinking maybe white dress was the one who pushed me beyond my reach?
No way, c'mon doesn't even make sense. 
I mean Cob c'mon that was just a highschool feat.
Lasted not even a year,
"Okay but I guess it was 363?" 
Hahahaha I mean true you ain't last a year, but think of what it turned to be. 
You went from doctor to a pilot cause of a one-night movie. 
Damnit Ice man, why you gotta change how I percieve,
cause every girl sees Tommy, but ignores the Cold King, 
Looks like I really took a movie to my life long plan and dreams.
I mean you....
Changed your whole college plans cause she wanted that southern city. 
Changed your life story so you could blend in, acting better than "he".
Damn Cob you basically lived like a Marshall Mathers writing another LP. 
A piece of shit liar, and skinny as shit yet hair seemed to woo over her greens. 
Didn't she say it was scary to live a life of danger? Maybe step back from the Military?
But your brain was stuck so hard on those days you would come home hugging a queen. 
Might as well think back to why you even doing this please? 
I mean first loves kinda hard, but seems a little crazy you still chasing those dreams?

Crazy or not, I change a lot based on my reality
Placed in front of what happens cause well girl number 2 knew we wouldn't last a week.
Girl number three still friendly, but ain't ever pursing a thing.
Girl  number 4 maybe the lucky charm cause shit college might as well be called "H....." 
Jk..
All I know is I found who I wanted to be. 
Made up a whole persona to look better it seemed.
Yet turns out being an 18 year old lost in his teens.
Ain't the smartest move when you deciding on things.
How can one instant change your whole persona and dreams?

I see a reality, a small flat, brick wall, and a coke bottle with someone else who has taken a leap.
Maybe taken a few cause I know I am kinda a screw with a stoic face, and impossible dreams. 
"How cool would it be if she read this and could see?"
I mean doesn't really matter, I guess she was the white dress from those dreams, but every time I look,
The face is blurred and not seen.
She was just the mold of what set you on a course of this new reality.
Of a southern, country, rock n roll, father of four? and a cherry red F 150. 
Yeah thank you for setting the mold, but I am happy to be.
Questioning whether, Science, Art or maybe history?
I got 3 years left, and then hasta luego to Provo,
Maybe when you said you saw me halfway round the world no black tag was what you had seen.
Cause Well, gotta hate the lover, but the lover decided on green.
The fighter decided maybe he would pursue on with his dream.
And I mean?
All from a coke bottle in a corner?
Maybe she was a little more than that,
Well she sure as hell was, but past be in the past,
Smiling everyday, cause who knows?
To all the possible candidates, 
I am not six foot,
I do not not have a six pack
I do not not love drinking six packs 
I do not not train legs.
I do not not spoil with flowers.
Oh and I do not not read romance novels
LOLLLL

That blurred face still yet to fill the gaps.
God, help me to find that one who can tolerate my dumbass. 

Wrote this in what? 7 minutes.
hahaha that was fun.

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