I don’t feel like writing
But here I am typing
Pretending that all is grand

I keep on assuming
The flowers are blooming
As I stare at barren land

The words they come sweetly
As I pack my things neatly
And settle into my bed

They’re fast asleep dreaming
While I’m stuck here screaming
And my thoughts are just as dead

This pain in my chest that won’t go away
I tell myself to just take it day by day
I didn’t realize how far I’d gotten this way
Even though it’s not true, it feels like it’ll stay

They say it’s your heart,
But I say it’s not
It’s everything you are,
Yes it’s the whole lot

You're pretty at 120
You’re pretty at 120
exhale
You can lay on your back
You can sit up straight
You can loosen the seatbelt
Inhale

My heart is torn
It bleeds and aches
But sometimes
You’ve got to hurt
To heal again

The pain I feel
When I tell them
How it was
When I tell them
When I show them

The picture on my camera
The look on their faces

My half smile
In pieces

How can I feel safe
If my mind wants to **** me
For not even in the corners
Of my wracked brain
Can I hide from this pain

It hurts so much
I’m losing touch
I hold my breath

It hurts so much

when will i care
when will i care
when will i care
when will i care
when will i care
when will i care
when will i care
when will i care
when will i care
when
will
i
care
when. will. i. care
WHEN WILL I CARE
WHEN   WILL   I    CARE.