Crush my spirit
Use it as medicine
For your own benefit
And give it to your friends
And give it to your family
Your dogs and cats too
I have no need for it
I don't want a need for it
Stretched thin and squeezed
Like a summer lemon
Now I'm a lemon
And you're refreshed

I absolutely love being lied to.
There's nothing more I can do.
Sometimes I feel like I always knew,
Yet a fool I am for believing you.
Nothing you say is true.
Now the day I met you too,
Is yet another day I rue.

Take me to the towers,
Made of dirt and stone.
I want to stand on their peak,
See where all light shone.

Feel as free as can be,
Like a bird through blue sky.
Except I'm trapped on the ground,
So I climb so very, very high.

My need for the mountain air,
Is like a water to fish gills;
I can't breathe without it.
I want to lie on its tall hills.

Take in the stars:
The endless sea in the sky.
No cars, no lights, no noises.
With no reaching mounds I'd rather die.

Alas, my life has brought me here,
To the sound of sleepless streets;
And the highest place I reach
Is in my loft bed sheets.

Toxic air fills my lungs,
City lights drown northern star.
I grow sad for now it seems,
The mountains are so very, very far.

Did you **** yourself
Or did I **** us?
Answer me!
Hey!
ANSWER ME!
WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?
I KNEW YOU'D HATE ME!
THEY ALL DO!
Wait no, come back

I'm sorry

I don't know what came over me
It's not your fault
Life has been cruel to me
Not physically

Mentally

You see I lost my-
You're right
I have a problem
I understand

Goodbye

Stop!
Please!
End this suffering
You won't stop
The buzz buzz of the phone
The words, one after another

Begging me to stay
When I've told you
Go. Away.
I can't take this anymore
I'm not your doctor
Or your *****
So please see what I say
I'll say it once more
"Please stay away!"

Loneliness is real
It's too real for you.
If you think it can be cured
By something so obvious.

Not all loneliness is solved
By family and friends,
Food and meditation,
Love and compassion.
Though wholesome indeed
Are your thoughtful words
If they were true
Loneliness wouldn't be heard

For the lonely aren't lonely
Because they're without something;
The lonely are lonely
Because their mind is ill
The lonely need help
Not aimless distraction