There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,
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,
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
With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that
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,
Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.
Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,
I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
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,
Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.
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