You told me to “change in the house of flies”

“Rosemary” around my “diamond eyes

My “fist” fighting for dear life

Along with your mouth which is screaming lies

Just a “teenager” so it's fine

“Mascara” dripping down my eyes

Just “be quiet and drive”

And ill “hold” on for dear life

...

Tears on the paper

After rolling down my face

Drinking all the water

So I don’t eat and break

My jaw hurts from gum

My head hurts from the screams

If I say I’m tiered

It’s not because I didn’t sleep

It’s over it’s gone the war has won

But no one knows how far you’ve come...

Once all the women can’t choose

All the fish are dead

All the trees are cut

All the children are killed

All the “aliens” are deported

All the planes are crashed

All the jobs defunded

All the neighborhoods gentrified

You will realize

You can’t eat money....

Him the victor of this kangaroo court

And she’s the winner of noth but her own demise

He finally rests and she puts on her disguise

Though she can’t get his hands off her body

It stays in her mind

Like a rind around herself

She’s given up on human kind...

I keep my eyes open

while I weep and cry

withering whilst I am sleep deprived

wondering weary as I die

if only the dagger would stab me, but why

starving for something she knows she wanted

waiting for something she will be beat

beat at her "thing"

that makes her weak

they're better then her

what would he think?...

I can’t sing

Or dance

Or play the drums

But I can write

I’ll write till there’s blood on the pages

Tears in my eyes

Pencil is broken

Shaking in my sighs

There’s no paper left

I’ll write about you more

On the walls

On the windows

Even on the floors

When you think I’m all done

I still have more to say

I don’t have a way to put it

Know that I love you this way...

Of only I knew what it felt like to be at the jaws of death would I know what it feels like to live

I jump at every opportunity like it’s an empty trampoline park

I dream of life without morose or with an adventurous sort of way

As Thoreau said “the mass of men lead quiet lives of desperation”

But reaching the end is reaching out with no destination

Here lies the beast of all that is grand

We...

I see you as the one who makes me laugh

as the one who makes me smile

the one who makes my life a little more worth while

I see you with those eyes

drilled in the back of my head

I see you as someone who doesn't want to be friends

I see you as sweet

I see you as smart

I see you as someone who surely taints the heart

Although you’ll most likely make my life fall apart

But I’m willing to ignore ...

I hope you'll love me when my hair is up and greasy

when im feeling alone

when im not wearing any makeup

or when im sad and cold

I want you to hold me

there in your arms

with me wrapped in your hoodie

but I wonder could he?

and if he could, would he?

because im not "all that"

im not who you call when you need reassurance

im immature and some say my words strike like bullets

but thats not who I ...

I like you I’m sorry

It wasn’t my choise

It was my subconscious taking over my voice

In the back of my head

Screaming so loud

You like him

You like him

Tell him right now

But I didn’t because I couldn’t

I shouldn’t

I wolnt

Obviously not

I’m not a thot

I just have thoughts

About you

And how you speak

Your smile

And the blue braces on your teeth

They Disctract me from the fact

Your ...