Smash the Rearview Mirror

Smash the rearview mirror
Cut it into bits
I just can’t look back
To all of that shit
A constant reminder
Of how mean I got
Now I try to live my life without doubt
Because facing the music is tough
The music could be shut off
Smash the rearview mirror
Lust and love are close cousins
I want to roast in the oven!
I’m not a magician
I just don’t listen
Sorry I’m a brat to do that
Smash the rearview mirror
I do not mean to be a walking Drama Queen
Or the Queen of mean
So if I could just not go out anywhere…
that would be really keen
If only I could disappear through spontaneous combustion
Smash the rearview mirror
Yet nothing ventured, nothing gained
Here I am, I still remain
Guess I’m high up on a pedestal
But what goes up must come down
See you downtown!

686.1Smash the Rearview Mirror
c Bonita L. Christensen

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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