Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.

Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.

In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,

Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

If you’re happy, then I’m happy. I’ll be ok if you’re ok. I can’t die without you living. I won’t move on without you search… At night, do you think about me?

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

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,

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times

I cried out to God, And There was silence.

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

Someone’s teaching me to give up. It’s like unrequited love, But we’ll break up in the end. I’m showing myself to give up When I see how I fall asleep in c…

The devil’s in my midst.