I don't appreciate
bleeding for nine days straight
Flow so heavy I wanna die
at the silliest things I start to cry
the annoying things never made me twitch
but now I just go full *****
I just lie around like a lump
And everything, I want to ****
Simply, I have no motivation
Golly Don't I hate *******

is
stupid

It's funny
How a beautiful morning
Makes everything seem like it belongs.

There's something
in your smile

that leaves me lingering
for a long while

and as I start that
tiresome home bound mile

I can't help but remember
standing on your kitchen tile

And gazing upon
that smirk full of guile

all those familiar
feelings compiled.

Darling you left me
quite beguiled.

steaming hot water scoured
my thoughts away in the shower
above the demons I towered
until their insults were too dour
and while I thought I possessed more power
I found myself wither and cower
next, Bright red bloomed a flower

Octavian Octopus
lives In the sea
with eight long tentacles
to hug you and me

He spends his days
with Seahorse Sabrina
who dreams longingly
of being a ballerina

Octavian wants so much
to be like his crony
but sadly, all of his
dance moves are bologna.

Still he felt that
he needed to impress
his funky fresh pal
in the pretty pink dress

so for hours, Octavian
practiced his spins and his twirls
he even got a costume
with glittery frills


So came the day
of the big talent show
He could show old Sabrina
that he too, was a pro

But alas,
half way through his act
his big squirmy arms
got caught in a crack

He tripped and he stumbled
and fell off the platform
tears started to fall
and away, he started to storm

"Stop!" a voice shouted at him
and he turned around to see
his best friend Sabrina
giggling with glee

"the very best dancer,
you don't need to be
if you really want to
be friends with me"

He smiled and she laughed
"you're very cool, you silly-old-goof,
but just be yourself,
not a stumbling doof"

Your sweetness,
A sad that you'll
Never
Be mine.

currently stuck
in that quadrilateral
I'm supposed to be
externally reasoning from

Harsh beats
brought me
to your
soft heart.

I think I'm just supposed to be happy.

Being sad ***** up everyone else I know.

And that just makes me miserable.

Goodbye creativity
and good riddance.

I can no longer stand to be myself.

Goodbye creativity
and good riddance.

I'll put my independence on the shelf.

Goodbye creativity
and good riddance.

Its useless now to disagree .

Goodbye creativity
and good riddance.

It better instead to fit in, don't you see?

Goodbye creativity
and good riddance.

Its scary to do your best to stand out.

Goodbye creativity
and good riddance.

when you're a freak to the rest of the crowd.

words spilled like syrup
tasted sugar sweet
at first
but then
left a bitter residue

you sarcastic, short, cutiepie
when I say this I do not lie
I love ya more then stars in the the sky
or money spent so Hib can get high
all I have to say now is goodbye

good morning world,
I'm facing another day

where pain seeps and swirls
while pushing people away

but I'm a new girl
and my feeling can't be swayed

I'll give this new moment a whirl,
and there's nothing you can say

The six month mark
For that one time in the dark
Safe from December breeze
You laid on top of me
And left my hair a messy mop
Then you flew to the bus stop
Leaving me very confused
And I'll admit, a little amused
Is four days near
(Should we celebrate and cheer?)
I wonder what we'll do next
For a secret fling, you're the best
Yet I've come to love you with my whole heart
And hope this never tears us apart.
When I think about our future, I'm pumped
Although, our relationship leaves me stumped.

pretty and pink
she's a princess
as she struts up and down the rows

what she'll pick,
mommy doesn't know

will it be the new
holiday barbie doll

or the shiny Nerf gun
to shoot her brother, Paul.

no!

Its the wonderful stuffed
teddy-pus.

the mega tough protector
who isn't a wuss.

he keeps kids safe
chases the monsters away

with his snuggly tentacles and big fluffy ears
he provides brighter days

now whenever
she's feeling really sad,

Teddy-pus makes things
seem not so bad.

not bad enough
to be not good enough

It's not enough to be a dreamer.
It's not enough to try and fail.
To give up before you win,
no matter how hard you tried

still makes you a loser.

everything got quiet
but not in that creepy sort of way
more in respectful anticipation

the world was alive.

I'm no good with words
when it comes to describing you
and I kinda assume you know that
which is why I hug you so much
I'd like to take a moment
to apologize if that comes off as creepy and clingy.

To the real point though Amber,
you are my best friend and without you,
jesus ******* christ, I dont even know where I'd be.
we've been through a lot of crazy things
we've spent every single friday together since sophmore year
and I don't ever want that too stop.

I love you.

no, not in that creepy
"let me ******* hard hurrhurrhurr"
I love you kinda way,
but more in the sense of
"dont you ever ******* leave me hurrhurrhurr"
(both contain "****". whoa!)

I want us to be the best friends
that are each other's bridesmaids
(you can catch my bouquet. im getting married first <3)
(jay kay i dunno, im trying to be funny
cause I'm no good in serious situations)
we'll fight over stupid things
and then cry and eat lots of food
and cry more at more stupid things
when we're old.
and our kids will be best friends
maybe they'll even call each other cousins
because we'd always be together.
(that would be freaking adorable
dont you even lie.)
(my kids are so calling you Aunty Amber, get over it)

I'm off track, huh?

yeah..sorry.

<3

bottom line.
you is my main *****.
and I need you.

i'm tired of these
black mascara tears
dripping down my face

My frozen heart
Thaws quickly
because you
are my apricity

Sorry I can't eat
Chicken wings
While smoking
Like him

woof woof barks the dog as he plays in the yard
swish goes the large green fruit as it sails through the air
the dog stops barking
the melon, sailing
leaving a family in a state
of
MELLON COLLIE

Fake Fake Fake
that's me
that's what you see
lighting up your computer screen
nothing but a phony
everything I say is baloney
anything to be seen
as the girl cranked out of the same machine
I steam
I scream
tears stream
I conceive

You believe.

Your lip balm
is ******

It singes
until I char
but glues
me to your heart

I'd apologize for my apodyopsis,
but how would you ever know?

Anxiety meds.
Meds for depression.
They make me feel numb,
make me lack expression

And I'm back to no longer caring about anything anymore.

Her Understanding:

Hands that caress
melt my stress
are silky smooth
in a rhythmic groove
that's hard to regret
and impossible to forget.

--

His Reality:

My hands caress
what fills me with stress
her skin is smooth
but that doesn't soothe
all my regret
he's just impossible to forget.

his name
a match struck and lit against my throat
igniting white-hot anger,blinding

burned a little more each time

I am not okay with this

mean eyebrows
mean cheek bones
angry shoulders
cocky attitude
Not so great at math

Why do I find you so alluring?

I feel like writing
but there's nothing exciting
to tap onto my computer screen
it just sits there and gleams
back at me
mockingly
as if to remark
that there's no spark
in my heart
this time when
it comes to the pen
scrawling across the page
in neither love nor rage,
I just stare back at the page
ready to engage
but there's nothing inspiring
away from my creativity, I'm retiring.

Please
Leave me
Alone
I do not care
To see your
Face
Or hear your
Voice

He sat down and wrote
Complaining of his exclusion
And the life of extreme seclusion.
You must be surprised if you suffer
A danger that I cannot name.
I am the chief of terrors so unmanning.
Lighten this destiny.
Respect my silence.
The Dark Influence smiled
With the promise of peace of mind.
His life, so great.
A change of words must lie
For some deeper ground

Darling, you overcharge my battery
One smile and my brain was jolted alive
this isn't just some surreptitious flattery
but you make me so happy I could cry