I don’t like those good boys
Fresh faced, bright eyes
Chewing on their white lies
I like the rough lips
Rugged on his cheek bones
Who would have known
I don’t belong to anyone
I held him captive
In my skin
My whiskey lips
Held him in
And exhaled his ghost
Where’d you go?
You’re somewhere in the body sleeping next to me
But the left side of the bed is cold
Who would have known
I’d break the bad boy
Boy, you should have known
When you saw me drinking straight out of the bottle
When I smoked all your cigarettes
I’m nothing but bad news
When we first met
You asked for my name
I said it was trouble
It wasn’t a challenge
It was a warning
That you didn’t head
And now look at us
Broken and bent
Shattered pieces on the bathroom floor
But I’ll get better
I’ll put myself back together
I don’t think you’ll be so lucky
Because I can see the look in your eyes
You’re used to breaking
Not getting broken
And I can tell you won’t be getting over this soon
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
I swear your love was like second hand smoke
Because it wasn't my choice to take it in
But it **** near killed me
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
So now you've gone on with some other girl
Last week you told me I don't even try anymore
But what do you want from me?
Maybe you're right
Maybe this is all that I can be
But it should be enough
You said
I was enough
At least for a couple of months
But ****
This really is all that I can be
You want more
You go find her
But you have to leave me be
Delete my number
My pictures from your phone
Delete the memories
And never speak to me again
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 1:30 PM UTC
I never really knew what I wanted in a relationship
Because I always had this distorted vision of what romance is
I thought it was Stanley standing in the middle of the street yelling
"STELLA!"
I thought it was a love so strong
You would die for it
Like Romeo and Juliet did
I thought love was supposed to hurt
That your partner was supposed to be your other half
And without them
You would be torn apart
And broken
On your own
You would be not whole
All of this is false
Love should never hurt
You should feel complete and whole
Withing yourself
And your partner
Should just strengthen that
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 2:42 PM UTC
You're a drugstore Romeo
Cigarette in your lips and hearts in your hands
And I really should have known
By that look in your eyes
That you never really cared at all
But I thought you did
I swear I thought you did
All you wanted was a bit of fun
And a hand to hold for a little while
And that's all I was to you
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 2:35 PM UTC
Sueño de tus ojos
De tu sonrisa
De tu voz
Sueño de tus carisias
De tus abrazos
De tus besos
Sueño todo de ti
Mi amor, mi cielo
Te amo
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 1:33 PM UTC
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
I can't ******* breath
My chest feels tight
I'm suffocating
Drowning
Choking
I'm too far
Going
Going
Gone...
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 10:17 PM UTC
I'm like a distorted puzzle piece
With too much on one side
Not enough on the other
I don't fit into the big picture
I'm like the wrong answer on a test
That someone tried to erase
But couldn't quite do so
A smudge on an otherwise pristine paper
I'm like a cigarette
A bitter veil of smoke
That hurts the ones who love me
And burns out far to quick
I'm like a shot of *****
Stumbling lips
A sharp tongue
Biting words
I'm like a punk rock song
Loud and obnoxious
Nonconformist and misunderstood
****** up and ****** off
I'm the black sheep
Who's not quite right
Hopeless, foolish, reject
Too much, not enough
I'm too far gone
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
I get asked
At least twice a day
Sometimes three
If I even care about school
Because I skip class
I’m irresponsible
And apparantly I have an attitude problem
I care about a lot of things
I am so passionate about lot of things
Music
Poetry
I am so passionate about life in general
We are young
We have just reached the edge
In which we jump off of
To reach the peak of our life’s
The world is at the palm of our hands
Easily taken by every one of us
With the flick of the wrist
The world is at our feet
We step on the same Earth
As six billion other people
We walk on the same planet
But every single one of us are experiencing it differently
This world is filled with so many things
We have yet to experience
Smells and tastes and feeling and emotions
Foreign to us but equally as fierce as they run through our veins
The world is amazing!
Every time I feel
Like I finally have the ability to run
To scream and shout and dance and laugh
To go off into the world
Grab it by the shoulders and shake it
Until I know every one of its secrets
I feel somone grab me by the scruff of my neck
And yank me back into a desk
To sit quietly with my hands folded neatly on my lap
As I listen to a teacher blather on about mediocracies
As we wait for the next stadardized test
I care
About so many things
School is not one of them
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
I'm really young
I'm ******* dumb
I'm trying to break free
But I'm so God ****** numb
And I'm bored of this town
There's nothing to do
But drink, smoke, and flirt
And yell at the moon
I feel so ******
For falling into the beat
I've become like other teenagers
Who seem dead on their feet
I'm trying to change
To become something more
Than an outspoken punk
Who's fighting a war
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC