The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it

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

Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…

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,

Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.

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

I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.

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

You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.

I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.

I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.

So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is

I wish I wish I wish I could swim in oblivion. Have a tummy full of pills.

Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.

I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.