Justin Gebel - Strawberry Pie

Your inability to make up your mind is quite shocking
But humility is ultimately what's talking
I remember fondly there was a time when my mother made me a strawberry pie
And there was another time that I decided I would give it a try
But I forgot to vent it
And so it turned soggy from the steam
And the filling was more like a fine red soup
Than the thick jam that I was hoping for
I had a dream
Of a pie so decadent
Made possible only by the slits in the top
That help it vent
I worry only for my descendants
That I might not be able to stop
I'm afraid for everyone else
That might have to see what's lost to the wealthiest
Bakers who dream of strawberry pies
With beautiful slits imitating your eyes
When you stare at the sun
I live for everyone
I hold you close to me
And I see your envy
For a perfect pie
You couldn't even begin to try, but I will
Succeed
And you're sorry
But I see that you're not
But I need you to be
Something you're not
I always knew you were something other than genuine
Drawing parallel lines between two unrelated incidents
Well you were right
Is that what you wanted to hear?
I wanted to bake a strawberry pie
But I wanted to do it anywhere but here
And I finally realize
What you were on about
I'm afraid for everyone else
That might have to see what's lost to the wealthiest
Bakers who dream of strawberry pies
With beautiful slits imitating your eyes
When you stare at the sun
I live for everyone
Who sees what I'm leaving behind
But I'm just dreaming
Of strawberry pies
Of strawberry pies
Of strawberry pies
Of strawberry pies

Written by:
Justin Gebel

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