Black Cherry.

Steel bars weighing me down.

Bringing me down

Out of this town, I think.

Out of my mind, I know.

Out of my words, I’m not so sure.

I wish I would speak slow.

Bind me, keep me on a leash

or else I’ll run away,

and if you keep me on a leash

I’ll somehow get away.

But if you didn’t care at all,

then I’d be sure to stay.

I’m addicted to the game and allergic to the same.

So I’m always sick.

Sick in the stomach and sick in the head.

Sick.

Laying in bed.

It’s sick.

Bait me, hook me

I’ll be done for sure.

Let me alone.

Find me a cure.

Espresso Something.

I’m a bird.
You’re a plane.

Peanut butter cities
Cotton candy skies,
Paper airplanes confuse me.
That why I keep you around.

Dipping my finger into my coffee
to see if it’s hot,
I breathe in the steam.
I laugh about it.

I am so cold.
The shade it cast never ended.
And it was almost like the wind would blow it’s branches off.
But I thought,
you would like it.

I don’t need dictionaries.
I don’t need anything.
Words mean a lot,
but labels don’t mean anything.
Or at least, they don’t need to.

If I’m a lemon,
then you’re a piece of toast.
But I think I’m more like a kiwi
and you’re more like fried rice.
But if one day you need lemonade,
then I can be a lemon.

I don’t want you to think it’s dumb.
Even though sometimes,
I think it’s dumb.

People learn to be people
by watching other people
who are watching other people!

Sometimes I worry I’m not quite a person yet.

People always say you’re really smart.
But I think there’s a lot I can teach you.
I think there’s a lot you don’t know.
And you don’t even know
that you don’t know.
But it’s okay because I don’t know.
And I think,
no body really knows.

I can be asleep.
I can be sitting.
I can be standing.
My hair can be wet.
I can be crying.
I can be sick.
I can be ugly.
I can be crazy.

But you know I’m crazy.

A you

I don't love you-
like I thought i did,
when I thought I did.
I left all I loved,
all I knew-
but didn't know
for you.
And I didn't know
for you.
I hate you.
But I can't hate you,
because you're not a "you"
Nor a "he",
Nor a "she",
Hardly an "it",
Definetly not a "they",
and you're not a me.
In fact I can feel you slipping further and further away
from being a "me".
From being anywhere close
to being a "me".
I feel me.
I know me.
You're not me.
So what are you?
... but you're not a "you".
Are you?

Keep me warm♥

The air
is ringing.
The quiet
singing.
It's trapping
by setting me free.
The cold
is hurting.
The window's
flirting,
giving off and icy breeze.
The air, so still.
It feels so stale.
I stay hiding,
I stay smiling,
inside-
tanning pale.
I'll hide my face,
from the storm.
I won't for much longer.
Keep me warm.

Green Apple

There you are, smirking at me-
like you know, like you see.
Like you can understand
anything besides a man.

Across the room in your fancy chair,
I move away you just-
stand there.
I feel as though you are undressing,
it's too much.
I am confessing.
But I'm intrigued and miss this game,
shooting stars could make me feel the same!
Recite the alphabet.
Retrace your name.
Remember the day we met?
Same, not the same.

Little kids laughing,
computer screens flashing.
It wasn't me, it's you.
It's just the things you do,
I fed it to you.
I fed it to you.

Now we're driving in your car.
It's just the way you are,
but I'm falling for you.
Let go for round two.
I'll get the scissors and glue,
you just do that thing you do.
Baby let's move.

Maybe it's because I've been drinking
All. The. Time.
Maybe it's that I don't believe in,
Butterflies.
Maybe it's that I'm too lazy,
maybe I'm too scared.
But either or it's not for me to pick and choose
you're not supposed to be prepared.

Which way do I turn?
What now should I do?
I knew exactly which direction I was spinning
Until the bottle landed on you.
Now where do I go?
When I'm gone you're always here.
Feel my heartbeat? Good.
Because I feel I may disappear.
Disappear.

Fireworks keep shooting,
and polluting my sky!
If i can't see up, then how on earth can I decided?
Why am I moving at all?
Will you catch you tongue?
You don't have anything yet!
Darling you're still young!
You have nothing!
You have nothing!

But hold on.
Hold on for him,
hold on for us.
Hold on, when everything's gone
you'll be the only sacrilegious.
Stand up for what you want,
what you believe in too.
Hell yeah, I'm an atheist,
God Bless You.

Magic moving, in a little box.
Looking to that day.
My moments taking place,
only time we'll waste.
Send me your hours,
send me an email
let's talk on the phone.
Living in stepping stones,
these last minutes-
this is my only home.

Color me.

Hide- hide,
inside the box- inside.
You touch me, so I breathe.
You touch me, without reach.

Hide- hide,
because it's so soon!
Actually we're all so late,
tick-tock tick-tock chimes the clock all night
It's never too early to complicate!

Hide- hide
your scarlet letter, my purple heart
burn the night away...

Hide- hide,
it's overcast with wind and rain,
little angels flying holding words that don't mean
anything.
color me. color me. color me.

Hide- hide,
but you won't let me.
but you push me to the edge.
every time I think I'm fine you get me,
all over again.
spell out my name and make me crazy
read it out and melt me- like you do.
speak softly, pull my hair, sing to me,
throw me, hold me, i know you.
just watch the clock,
just watch the sky,
cross your fingers,
I promise,

I won't hide.