I drank a fifth of rum last night It wasn’t worth the morning plight If I could do it all again I’d have eight shots... or maybe t…

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less

Because you exist Is the best reason For you to persist

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

Ain’t no mountain high Ain’t no valley nigh When you’re in my sights

Always lived a life that’s been Filled with devils, marked by sin Never thought my darker side Be the thing that brings you light

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

Told you that we’d last forever Told you that we’d always be Told you we could count on never How could I be so naive Only those that want a tether

Ev’rything about my life Tells me that you’re poison If you’ve ever heard of me You know I don’t listen