Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.
Dancing inside makes me sing. Music turns winter into spring. Dancing inside lights up my world. Lyrics give me wings like birds. Dancing inside all the time.
There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
Then he said, “I never said I was… Then I said, “I never asked you t… Then we kissed.
In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,
I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.
Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.
Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.
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…
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…