Sweet Hermione




5th poem:

So wish me away to an unknown place 
Am I living in a land with no name 
I'll be making a start with a brand new heart 
Stop me making sense again 

I really loved this part of the lyrics, because it reminds me of me.
I am in struggle with myself, these days. I think I can be more fun than I am right now. I'm a teenager. I must be wild. But mabye I don't know how to be like that.
The first stanza is a symbol for losing control: broken eggs.

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The perfect teenage story

The eggs were scattered, dripping
Over furniture and floors
My house were a church
For twenty-fours

It's morning, it's broken
My soul could bear no more
Sleepy eyes lost innocence
Soken alcoholic chor

Misschief in bunny-ears
Slithered back beneath
I'm crying out for gazing tramp
Soldiers between burning sheet

''Disgust must be so precious,''
I think, my head in heath
I never lived a life, but swell
I will take life at lead


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