So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is

If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?

Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.

It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to

You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.

This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart

If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…

Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.

Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.

But I’m still a kid Only don’t tell my dad that. He’ll say, no, you’re not a kid And you haven’t been a kid in a lo… I guess that when I cry,

I can’t cease to think about him. His bitter way only warms my heart… He frightens me and excites me. He always heightens my senses. He makes my heart hurt.

I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.

Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that