I've always been the one who gets what i want but never what I need
Underwater with my sunken ship and drunken crew of sailors, silenced beneath the waves
Here on the sand, I wait for you
Swimming through the wreckage and all of my unfix-able mistakes
Just wanna hear those sweet words and watch you give in, drown in my sea
Re-define love on the horizon for all the watching world to be jealous of
Tell me you'll stay forever, wash my body of these sins
Sail to me, love me like I love the sea

I only like boys with no morals
Hanging out with people I hate
Even though I met them 10 minutes ago
Weeds like an extra life in Mario
"Is it the ***** or the taint"
Angry coke addicts
I understand you're scared
I think you're ******
The way my fingers tremble over the beat and forget to listen to my favourite parts
Another one of our goodbyes, a quiet goodnight
It's really hard to always get what you want but never what you need
My actions affect me more than you, don't be selfish

It's too quiet for a Friday night
I am too sober to conquer this
I'm in bed alone before 7pm
It's rare that I ever feel this alone
I am afraid that these silent nights will come more often
I fear the lack of connection more than anything else

She sleeps with a razor blade when she's hungover. She makes a game out of every sad thing. She's not as afraid as she should be but its fine because she's living on the streets.

Not once has she been spotted shedding a tear, or screaming for no good reason. Her fists shake with fury when she can't fall asleep, her lips tremble when she can't decide wether or not to eat.

She has a habit of not choosing just one, a room full of ex lovers. Who would be stupid enough to choose some love and not it all?

She is 16 but has lived many lives and bent her back a million different ways just to try to fit the curriculum of wherever she may be.

She usually sleeps alone at night and struggles to release any pain she is feeling

She watches boys break their knuckles against lockers and other metal things. She causes many problems, has passion for sleeping around and getting into bad things

She struggles to make up her mind, commit to non spontaneous things. Has a a bad reputation and doesn't care about enough of these things

I am 16,
My name is Josephine and I am afraid of dying and not knowing the answer to things

My whole life people have told me I'm funny and smart and beautiful. My whole I have been told that I will be a nobody without money and a big house and a family of my own. My whole life i have had no control of my own life.
I am doing this for me, I am not doing this for anyone else but me. I am tired of being told what I could be. I am tired of being told what I am not.
I am going to explore my mind, find all the answers. I am going to help my mind grow, take in all that is offered.
I will leave all these sick people behind, take on the world with nothing but my own body.
Not a soul will tell me what to do, I will have complete control. I will take all of my bad habits and throw them away. I am making something of myself on my own terms, all my actions are for my own good. I don't give a **** what any of you say.

We are meant to be
This bed; the sea
Two voyageurs; you and me
Connection is the wind that fuels the sails
Memories hold this ship together

****** after ******
Wave after wave

It's scary to know that you're no longer an option
It's terrifying to think that it's just me and my habits
It's comforting knowing these pills with this drink will put me into a deep sleep

I am not afraid of you, I am afraid I will never get to love you again