Below the Ankle

I
Could never get up with the times
It had always felt that I'm
Suitable as left behind
I
Had a dream about you all last night
And the place where you grew up
The small town with a name that everyone pronounces differently
I love you infinitely
I want you permanently
Its driving me crazy
Just another problem
Just another entry in my book
Just another fancy dirty look
That made its way over to me
But I think you're perfect below the ankle
And above it you're something else
I think you're perfect below the ankle
And above it you're something else