Some words are life changing,
And once you say them
You can never take them back
So think before you say something hurtful
Or something that will not only change your life
But the lives of people you love
Sometimes
You're decisions don't only effect you
But all those around you
So think

Her hair is buckwheat, straight,
hanging with the ease of
an assisted suicide.
And the smear, red and from
ear to ear, shows what she cannot:
that beauty is fluid and that we've forgot.

Sun-freckled and speckled
with cheap, off-brand gloss --
she is the monologue of
an anxious man across
the girl in the catalog, who
wore the Fall before the fall.

I focus on my bank account
and not feeling alone.
The man in 1080p repeats,
'Where has my America gone?'
Fifty or sixty, and billionaire rich --
I guess I'm his working class *****.

Voting on how to
delude myself best;
I am part of a
dollar bill nest,
where I get to see
but don't get to touch,
where I get to give
but don't get too much.

You know it's fascinating?
No one will ever know my favorite colour.
Because we all see something different.

I don't know what to do. I'm so confused. I'm so lost.
What am I going to do? Am I going to be happy?  I hope so. Oh god I hope so. I hide, or put off things because it's easier. I'm like a baby. If I can't see it then it doesn't exist right ?? If I ignore it then maybe it will go away...
I don't know what to do. I'm so confused.
And desperate.
And to be honest I'm not sure when it started.
Or why.
I just know that I'm ready for it to end.

Why do I do this?
She sounded so tired when we talked on the phone
Tired of me
Well
I don't blame her
I'm tired of me too

I know that you are disappointed
And,
I know that you are bitter
But
Sometimes your contempt is to much to bear.
Especially
For someone as weak
As me.
I swear. I am trying.
Because
I am so desperate for your approval.

How dare you
How dare you
How dare you
How dare you
How dare you
How dare you
How dare you
How dare you
Don’t you look away
I’m not done with you yet