(2015)
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose