I've noticed we kinda only talk at night, maybe it's just me but you probably only text me when you're bored, I never text you first but when you text me I reply embarrassingly fast and I never seem to care about the other people I may be texting. You have me wrapped around your finger, it's so frustrating to love you this much. I feel like a fool.

When the Big Bang happened all the atoms in the universe, they were smashed together into one little dot that exploded outward. So my atom and your atom were certainly together and who knows maybe they have met several more times in the last 13.7 billion years. So my atoms have known your atoms and they've always known your atoms.
My atoms have always loved your atoms.

Lost pieces of me in you, my head is in the mountains while my wrists tie me down to depression. Every noise I hear seems louder than life and make my bones rattle. My heart is an open door because I just want someone to care. I promise you I'm just trying to find my way back home.

Your guitar, it sounded so sweet and calm. I was infatuated by you from then on.

There is a heavy gloom in the July air
I don't know why but I don't feel at home here
Maybe it's from the kids who called me worthless or maybe its from the fact I don't really feel like I have a purpose
I'm just hoping the warmth from the sun will bring some comfort when it's gray
And despite all of this I've been doing okay
I just don't feel at home here...

And I wish poetry could cure my insomnia but it does not.
So I will drink sleepy time tea enough that I shouldn't have drank it all
And I wish my friends would care about me more but they don't
So I'll sit here writing wondering why I'm this person I am
Wondering if I'll ever like who I am and how I wish the stars could talk to me.
So sitting here alone in the dark on my roof wouldn't ever be so lonely
And how I wish I meant something to someone
I mostly wish I meant something to me.