Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give
She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird
Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,
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 woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
Wait 'til Michigan comes. I think I’ll wait 'til then. Think I’ll wait 'til I hear my co… Hear them loving me in Michigan. Think I’ll wait 'til I swim.
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know
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,
Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.
