for Chance
Welcome back to my Pink House The place inside some naive little… Only existing because she’s such a… With her big imagination and her s… One day she took her dream a littl…
I promise you this I’ll stand by you I’ll be there when things get r0ug… When life gets you down I’ll be there with a hand to hold
Why can’t I just forget about you… You’ve forgotten about us. Every memory of us together, Thrown away in an instant. But they still linger in my mind..
New sensations. New people Opening my eyes to the world As I escape from my enclosed mind… I never thought I’d be the one To do the things that we did
I know that I'm not the prettiest… Or the smartest, or probably the n… Maybe we're not perfect, or "meant… But that shouldn't matter Because perfect and "meant to be"…
In a place of in-genuine interacti… Where I’m expected to smile and s… You don’t ask me how I am, You ask for gratification: To feel like a better person
Why am I here writing, I don't kn… You won’t read it anyways or You won’t care when you do Because whatever got you in this m… Won’t let you give a shit about me…
Why do I say I love you? A question I can’t quite answer. It just feels right to say it to y… Like there is no one I can tell, No one except for you, my love.
You don’t hate me at all, do you? If you did, would you watch us lau… After what had happened to us? Would you thumb through every poem… To find those about you,
You said I was cancer-- That I stick around and play nice… And without warning Turn around and ruin lives. You said you couldn't stand
I am sixteen, born and raised in… I went to school here since the ag… From Sierra Vista, to Skyview, t… Down the street is my home Where I live with my mother, my f…
Stare from a top story window Stretched away from myself Not occupying my being. I can’t think my own thoughts; They’re the thoughts of a stranger…
What friend would sit there and wa… When they know that he’s not happy… When they know that he’s using you… When he told them himself that he… How bad of a friend would they be?
The silence is deafening; It’s louder than any words. This quiet causes more pain Than a verbal “Fuck you”ever coul… I thought we were okay,
I was fine for a bit On the verge of apologizing And I did. I apologized to you. Yet it wasn’t good enough.
