The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,
Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember
I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that
While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling
You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.
A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.
Spring into fall, And we’ve all hit a wall. Love comes quickly. Sometimes, it grows. Summer, then rain,