You opened me up
I spilled to you
You are always there
All the time
Even it hurt a bit
I thought it would help
To tell someone
But you were never
Really someone
At the end of the day
Your always there
At the end of the day
Your always just
Complicated
Numbers
Beautiful
Numbers
I love
Numbers
But I don't
Know how to
Use them
Correctly
You hurt me
You were two different
people for me
Then you ripped
Both of your masks off
Let me see that your still
A robot

They call my name
Again.... and
Again and AGAIN
He walks in
And mimics
Their screeches
I don't look up
I say
I'm not sure if
you knew this, but
As of two seconds ago
I'm deaf.
He laughs, says
I've been deaf for years....

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Bounce up and down with me!!!!

New page! New page! New page!

Yay! We no longer have to stare at the same boring picture every time we look at the calendar!!

Whatcha looking for?

(
Uhh
My old self that was actually ok when she said she was, I think she fell off somewhere.

Wait I can't say that...)


I'm looking for my favorite pen.


Oh. What does it look like?

I forgot.


What?

Oh look, that's nice...
Do it again,
Over and over
Continuous loop
Side to side
Over and -
Ow
I guess it's not so
Nice after all

Sometimes I stare at them
Hue's of rainbow, but
At a glance
Darkness
Obscure
Wraith

I didn't hide it
But I don't want to find it
I do want to know what's in it
as long as I know how to write
these scribbles
after I read it
I don't want to think of
A book full of rules
When I read poetry

The ringing is loud.
I finally tell her
And it's like
Nothing
Happened.
I wonder if
She even
remembers.
(Of course she does)
The ringing is loud.
I was talking
to her the other day
I could hardly
Focus on
What she was
Saying
The ringing is loud
Before I could
Tell her
Every thing
Got
Out of whack
Jaw chattering
Always pacing
my contained
Area.
My contained
Thoughts
Songs and secrets
spinning in my head
The ringing is loud
And all the while
no one notices
Loud is the new
usual

If I had my own shoes
On I would have ran away
Around the block maybe
Oh the way she contradicts
Herself across the years
It's almost funny
Yes I could have ran
Like she does because
She just can't put up with them
Well I can't either, but she just
Has to leave them with me
Heck, I should have run to Starbucks,
Sit there until
rotting in my own thoughts
We all worry ourselves sick
Buy myself a drink so I won't
Look silly just being there
Except I can't run now
Because everyone ditched me
With them before I even
thought of running

Is it worth it to drive for five hours to the mountains, and then only stay for five minutes?
Is it worth it to be a genius, and then lose your mind ?
Is it worth it to lock yourself up, to be stronger, and then to feel like you can't feel?
Is it worth it to be trustworthy, just to have more responsibilities?

Wind wraps me in a hug

Clouds form a blanket around me

Sun warms like a cup of tea

Write it down now or else
It will never be the same
Put it down now before
Another one comes up
Secure it somewhere
So it won't come back
To haunt you in every
Thought that circles