where was the tiny restaurant i first tried chirashi
the lights were blue and the waitress apologized
so many times i felt sorry and left the biggest tip.
they didn't check i.d. so we had japanese beers.
i keep thinking how ungrateful i have been because
i have lived such a beautiful life without any success
that i could claim for myself. at the time i never saw
how gentle i would end up becoming, truly.
how could you, who saw it all along, have missed
the broken pieces hiding in my manufactured chaos.
you should have known i couldn't give it up, nope.
in my elegant clothes i can only be confident in the
irony.
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