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

He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.

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.

Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?

Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me

That’s why she died– Because she never let anyone hold… She didn’t trust herself. She didn’t let anyone love her Or touch her

When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know

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,

Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt

I can’t cease to think about him. His bitter way only warms my heart… He frightens me and excites me. He always heightens my senses. He makes my heart hurt.

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

I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.

How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?

I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us

With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John