(2013)
I’m like a broken plate That you threw on the ground Because you were upset But no matter what you do You can never fix it
I put in my headphones To listen to songs And I listen to sad things Which tend to make me cry And I listen to screaming
Walking talking depression Who’s too big around the waist Saying you’re messed up But what I’ll never understand Is how you think that you’re
I pretend I know everything, Or that I can do anything, But I don’t, And I can’t. Sure I may act
In my ear, Ana whispers And tells me just Be thinner, dear But I fear
I want to try The simple cut Not a cry for help But a physical release From the prison
Passing Time I spend my days Falling through the glass That is our fragile world Chasing something
Running through a forest Of never ending trees And everlasting green Some people fall And some turn back
People walk Down the streets, Seeming happy As can be, Or maybe sad,
Sitting on the bed And sometimes laying down The chill from the AC Is too uncomfortable I recoil from the breeze
Long thin lines Across skin Placed there Upon day’s end Old ones pink
The air conditioner blows On high And the sound Reminds me of small monsters. A clattering starts
I want to be the one You tell your problems to, Because no one else seems to liste… I want to be the one Who understands you,
Sometimes I feel myself Willing to cry And sad over nothing I can remember That would make me upset
To tell the truth Most things are easy And I’m the one To destroy simplicity And blow things far