I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…
It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
Last night, all I saw was Nancy. The way she cried when I held her… Like a fleshy cradle Around her broken heart. I saw her loving me
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?
It’s like waking up from your best… To find that it’s all gone. When you love someone who isn’t re… And you say, “I’m done.” It’s like swimming in Heaven,
Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.
He touched my knee (now I’m in lo… No time for breath ('cause I’m in… He likes my hair (now I’m so lost… No time for speed ('cause I’m in… He gave me truth (now I’m so free…
Love starts like this: We like the same books, We like the same music, We seem like a match made in high… It crumbles like this:
