i no longer see myself for when i look i see you your piercing blues staring at me in my face in my mind words never able to be unsaid in my eyes your eyes
I don't burst into tears I fall into tears silently gracefully like a practiced maneuver like a missing piece falling back into place I fall into tears like they can somehow protect me
some say I'm nosy but I disagree I think my problem is that I care too much I want to fix everyone and to do that I must know everything until it becomes obsessive how do I stop caring so much
too late fateful words reminds me what I've been too late for too late to whisper I love you too late to say no too late to tell the truth too late to erase a mistake too late to speak up too late to try too late to give a hug too late to think straight too late to land too late to stop you too late fateful words
I wore long sleeves in the summertime the heat was unbearable but I couldn't take them off so you think you can hurt me? wrong. I am the only one who can hurt me.
I cut my finger cooking wiped away the blood and carried on "Why don't you get a band-aid?" Because, little sister One day you will endure worse then just a skin deep cut. And, little sister band-aids cover pain. They don't fix it.
the joy of the night sitting beneath the stars the air is still warm the fire smoking still my brother, playing guitar the melody peaceful we sit and laugh with friends we stare at the moon point at shooting stars admire the distant lightning the joy of the night
you say I don't respect you and maybe I don't but I definitely fear you respect is a two way street respect goes both ways when you stop ruling with fear and respect me maybe I'll try harder to respect you