(2013)
In the morning wake And breathe fresh air To distract my thoughts From a recent nightmare Then go through processes
I want to be the one You tell your problems to, Because no one else seems to liste… I want to be the one Who understands you,
Passing Time I spend my days Falling through the glass That is our fragile world Chasing something
To tell the truth Most things are easy And I’m the one To destroy simplicity And blow things far
Eyes are shifting Slowly sifting Through the darkness Of the scrying glass, Hours spent staring
Sitting on the bed And sometimes laying down The chill from the AC Is too uncomfortable I recoil from the breeze
In my ear, Ana whispers And tells me just Be thinner, dear But I fear
I’m like a broken plate That you threw on the ground Because you were upset But no matter what you do You can never fix it
Sometimes I feel myself Willing to cry And sad over nothing I can remember That would make me upset
Walking talking depression Who’s too big around the waist Saying you’re messed up But what I’ll never understand Is how you think that you’re
Scars on legs And scars on arms Incisions on bodies And stitches for sealing Cuts and scrapes
I want to try The simple cut Not a cry for help But a physical release From the prison
My sudden bursts Of depression Are like a typhoon Flooding a small island Or a hurricane
I put in my headphones To listen to songs And I listen to sad things Which tend to make me cry And I listen to screaming
Running through a forest Of never ending trees And everlasting green Some people fall And some turn back