Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.
Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.
You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.
Spring into fall, And we’ve all hit a wall. Love comes quickly. Sometimes, it grows. Summer, then rain,
Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone
Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give
In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,
I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
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.
I woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.
Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?
Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.