I am an unhealthy person.
I have an unhealthy mind.
It searches for ways to cope with things,
Ways I know you wouldn't find.
It thinks of needles, lighters and blisters,
Of bite marks and bruises and hating my sister.
It thinks of benches and doorsteps and two **** soft beds,
It thinks of that kitchen, that grass hill and when the moon turned red.

I have an unhealthy person.
I am an unhealthy mind.
Together I make a combination
Of the likes you would never find.

I've got too many things in my pockets
a broken hourglass, a fallen star, a pinch of jealousy,
and the keys to
your car.
When I think about the future, it all seems too far...
so here I keep my heart, in my pocket,
in a Tupperwear jar.
Sometimes I feel like crying
tears...they ruin my face with the streaks of blackened lament
and I drown myself in *****
at the bar.

You can be there
and still be here,
but you can't be here
and still be there.

So meet me half-way
and together we'll stay
on a soft heart melody
melting.
peculating down into the porous
Earth.

Just another raindrop in the rain
Just another person
lifeless and plain.
Just another drag to take me away.
Just another patient awaiting cancer and pain.
Just another weight to bare
Just another "I don't care"...
Just another wasted life

I can't tell you what it is
Impatiently waiting for the floor to fall from under my feet
constantly worry
about incomplete
can't compete
everything is


obsolete.

Just another raindrop in the rain
it trickles down the window pane

the sweet sent of honeysuckle lingers down
the back ally
baking in the summer sun
kids giggle on bikes
with training wheels
and sparkly pink tassels
taste the big pale moon
taste the stars
under a milky twilight
under the sleepy willow tree
this is where he stole
my heart