Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.
Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.
You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.
So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is
I live inside my head Where soft flurries spin, And there’s a rise of warm water b… I live inside my head Where spikes stick out
I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
My mother is the darkness inside m… She planted the seed That grew into brambles, And now, I can’t be loud Because she makes me so
I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth
Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.
I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.