I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,
Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed
Oh, such a sweet fool. I once thought love Was reigning savior. So, so foolish. I once believed love
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
I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.
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 feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,
Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…
Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
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
I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
Things I wish I could say Would be I miss you, I love you, I want to be with you,
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled: