If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?

I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…

You are the best thing Because things like that do not co… You are my moon and sun Because you make my days real. You are my best friend,

How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?

Someone’s teaching me to give up. It’s like unrequited love, But we’ll break up in the end. I’m showing myself to give up When I see how I fall asleep in c…

You’re horrible, And I hate you. But this is me. I’m the only person That I can’t escape.

Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.

I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.

There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,

What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something

In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,

Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone

When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.