How do people know what they're smelling is real
if a scent is just a thing in your nose you cannot feel
How do people believe in ghosts they cannot see
They're gone but they still miss the one who died at sea
How can people trust to fly with a pilot their eyes have never met
and dismiss September 11th like it was never an actual threat
How can people favor a place their eyes have never been
Like high in the mountains where the air may be thin
How can people judge someone their eyes don't even know
and call them fat when the last time they ate was two weeks ago
How do people picture things their eyes don't recognize
Like how a human looks when one dies
How can people go on blind or mystery dates
or develop intimate relationships at rapid rates
How can people say another is their lover
if they've only seen them on a magazine cover
How can people never see, yet still know they have a neighbor
and not believe Jesus Christ is our savior
How can people believe in things of imagination
and not believe in the one responsible for our creation
For those who do believe and trust in our God
I greatly applaud
For those who want to know more about heaven
just open up to him and have your own salvation session

September is never my month.
My life's been at its worst every single September for the past 3 years.
Threes years ago in this month I found out we would be moving by the end of the school year away from the house I had lived in for 5 years of my life.
I was 11 when we moved.
I lived at the house for a little under half my life.
I slowly watched all of my childhood memories being shoved into boxes and taped up just to be found 10 years later in the attic of the mysterious new house we would move into and that tore me to pieces.
We moved in may and I felt okay about it but then we started school the next year in 6th grade and then September came along and he went out with the cousin I hated the most, the girl that treated me like ****, and even my best friend.
I still loved him and that ripped me to pieces.
He realized how amazing I was in February and We started dating in March that year.
It was perfect all summer.
Then September came along in 7th grade and he broke up with me on the 19th.
I didn't cry.
But I wanted to.
Oh, I wanted to so bad.
I still loved him and that tore me to pieces.
I held on to hope that he would realise he still loved me until March that year.
My cousin was born on what would have been our one year anniversary and that ruined that day for me.
I stopped waiting for him.
He came back to me as soon as I got a boyfriend in April.
We went out for awhile until I realized I didn’t love him the same.
Through all of that there was one person that was there for me and I had the slightest crush on him because I was so focused on the other boy.
I realized I loved him the summer before 8th grade.
When school started we didn't have any classes together and didn't have time to text as much as we used to.
One of my friends Told me how she saw him in the hallway and I started crying because I never saw him during the day.
September started and I decided to tell him that I liked him and he handled it okay.
It turns out that he was actually going to ask me out, but one of my closest friends gave him the whole “what if it ruins the friendship” speech and he changed his mind. He knows that I knew everything and now it's different.
Septembers a *****
and I think now I understand why Greenday wanted to sleep through it.

You're like a headache that doesn’t go away.
When I try to erase you, you scream “No Way!”
All I hear is your throbbing, All I feel is your pain.
All your memories are burning a hole through my brain.
when our eyes meet, I’m the first to turn my head.
When I try to shake you off you only manage to spread.
I’ve only managed to love you, and I think that ruined me.
He was perfect, but my mind said, “If he’s not him we aren’t meant to be.”
I know you hate me, everyone does.
I just wish my love for you would fade away to fuzz.
I don’t only taste blood sometimes I taste microwave burritos or Twix
You ate yours with the cheese that always sticks
But now they only make me sick when I start to chew.
You wrestled your brother and let him win because he’s smaller than you.
I can only blame myself because it's my fault you’re gone.
I shouldn’t have been scared I should just held on.
maybe then I’d have butterflies in my stomach,
Not bees in my mind.

If I were a cloud, nobody would ever be able to hurt me. They would throw their punches and I would just enclose around their fists. They scream their evil words as loud as they could and the sound would be muffled by mass. I could just stay high in the sky, changing shapes with the wind and ignoring the evil world below me. If was sad everyone would feel my tears like they feel their own. If I were mad they would hear my screams as lightning struck. I wouldn't have to deal with stupid boys and stupid hearts. When I wanted to die, I would just let the wind ******* to nothing, and nobody would noticing me missing.

You are literally everything I ever needed.
And I guess, if you were him everything would have succeeded.
I know that you love me, and you want me to want you.
But when i'm around you, I feel like I have the flu.
I get sick to my stomach and nothing feels right.
and when you held my hand a little too tight,
I wanted it to work with us, for me to feel just fine.
But he already stained my heart like a glass of red wine.
I Know we could be perfect if I could just let go.
There's just so many things that I don't even know.
Sometimes I think I love you, and every is perfect.
And then you said something he did, and I was a little conflicted.
I don't want to hurt you, and I know it's too late to say that.
I've already cut through your heart like a scratch from a cat.
Good luck trying to heal your brand new open wound
I'm gonna go hide myself from the world
with some paint in my room