I’m on a journey some call a clich… I just need to find who I am in t… If I imitate the art will I find… Or maybe I’m already an ignorant… I need to find my call in this lif…
Grammie– when I think of you I th… You always have gone out of your w… When I think of you I think of mi… We used to pause the movie halfway… I think of every day after school…
My mind is heavy It’s hard to fight I’m forever denying feeling like s… I’m trying so hard But I’m sinking in this ship
I’ve never been one to speak my mi… I seem to have always been tongue-… I know exactly what I want to say My words just don’t seem to come o…
I’ve found God in the comfort of… I kissed them softly and drive aro… Burning through gas like I had mo… The clouds kept circling me again I’ve found happiness within the gr…
A man looked at me and asked me fo… What good would this knowledge do… I glared at him and he seemed to t… My darling face and piercing eyes,… Curls rolled down my blush red che…
I want to escape this fucked up pl… People call me morbid But then they only care about the… Isn’t there something wrong with t… Apparently I’m the only one who s…
I’m slowly killing myself My words seem to have already been… Am I original? Or am I a copy ca… I guess we all are so maybe I’ll… But I want to not be because I wa…
I crave this world to constantly c… To shape it’s ways to fit my faith My faith changes course and strays… While my mind is a mess, deseased… I crave continuity and just to sta…
Pull the trigger Now pass the gun to me You’re wasting time I don’t have much left you see A game, a game
I carve your name into a bathroom… Then I cross it out because we’ve… I just wish it was difficult for y… Because clearly I’ve lost all san… But you seem to be doing perfectly…
Shadows of me Surrond my enemy Swallowing seeds that our envy bre… Spiteful words slash at your throa… Sometimes words can hurt the most
March is often the slowest month Waiting for the snow to melt Watching it turn into muddy puddle… Wishing for warmer days You keep thinking about
Earth stands here and here I stan… Painting the roses with my gun lik… Coating life in sugar– afraid of t… Who I am, unmasked, living on a p…
Somebody visted me in my sleep las… I thought I was trippin’ But I remember it to clearly I was forced up and we just stared… But this was not a man