flip it out and curl it down, tired & so out comes the natural high Options

[RiddleMeWonders]

my words are falling true
but they are not entertaining you
and my eyes are not open
so my lies are always broken
when i contradict myself
and i despise cotton candied whispers
because they mean nothing in this place
you told the meter to survive
but you forgot to lace the taste
and it's bittersour not bittersweet
so pull the hands from pockets and greet
the day with a firm handshake
shake the dust from your behind
you're collecting tools with foolish rhymes
my hands are tied but thats okay
i'm about to go to bed anyway.

[RiddleMeWonders]

it's about myspace or anything internet in a sense.
you don't really know anyone
you say stuff that you think is real, that you really think you believe in because that's what everyone else says they believe, but you speak differently elsewhere.
you're saying stuff just because you think it's ideal to say them.

you're collecting tools with foolish rhymes

this refers to the poem itself.

and i despise cotton candied whispers
because they mean nothing in this place
you told the meter to survive
but you forgot to lace the taste
and it's bittersour not bittersweet

refers to those messages you get from people. "oh your so hot." "If you were here, i'd date you." "you're amazing." "lyke omg i luv u 4eva." because they DON'T really know you.
and you want to show people who you really are, but you try too hard and it comes off arrogant or rude or just plain stupid.



And then

so pull the hands from pockets and greet
the day with a firm handshake
shake the dust from your behind
you're collecting tools with foolish rhymes
my hands are tied but thats okay
i'm about to go to bed anyway.

just get over it and move on. go to bed, don't worry about it. none of it matters really right now.