people change everyday
so i vow to fall in love with you
every time the sun rises

s.s

I can be very empty-headed
Yes, I'm pretty dull
but I should like to think there's bubbles in my skull


Constantly blowing, floating
little ***** of light and color
Oh, these bubbles, I hope we're not
separated from one another


And perhaps I absentmindedly chase
silly, pointless bits of air
but wandering out my head, I'm pretty happy there

They're bouncing and bouncing
from bone wall to bone wall
Joyous bits of air- I wish to capture them all!

Boys love their toys and girls want a thrill
with their ever-wanting hearts needing a fill


Strings tied upon my wrist, they pulled her in every direction
Didn't you know? Filial love wasn't meant for dissection!
Your expectations and love are cutting into my skin
But no, I'm a child, I don't have an objection
I should be grateful for such affection.... no matter who wins...


One side of the tongue oozes sticky love
the other devotedly applies words quite vile
Someone turned benign qualities into a way to beguile
In that way, our family was something to defile
Well, hey, this was something we've known for a while, so...


Let's just give up

Everybody's hands drip with color
everybody loves to smear them on one another
We leave  ourselves as duller and duller


Your blue-black soul rubs up against mine
and my purple-y pink hue loses it's shine
as our wispy personalities begin to entwine


Those I meet, we mix ourselves with a simple "hello"
We blend into each shade. Blue! Green! Red! Yellow!
I'm so happy, so happy! Look, I've become a rainbow!

Oh... oh no

From such a buoyant high I've come down
because my vibrant pink has become a muddy brown
With such ugly, drab colors.. how can we ever be happy now?

Hearts fall and rise, fingers shake sometimes
Occasionally I disrupt the flow of certain rhymes
I break words like I break my head



I've worn Silverheart for so long
But them calling me her feels so wrong
I'm not a heart of silver, a heart of gold
I'm an empty body growing cold

Today I crumbled the mask of Silver
and all of the people I love crumbled with her
I'd hoped the pounding in my head would silence
with this, but it's only served to make it louder!


Oh god oh god make it stop please
I'm not writing poetry, I'm writing pleas
I'm writing to make my head quiet but it never will
I keep writing and writing and writing to no avail

i miss you i miss you i want to desperately forget you

It is a human capability
or perhaps an emotional fatality
our hearts so easily remove morality
and we forget a dear friend
we move on and let it end


Maybe it's some
technical fault in our DNA
a kind of glitch that wont go away

Perhaps it's a break in our genetic code
that allows the friendship kind to so easily erode

...

I sit by a silver pool


My legs dangle in, just below the knee
so that my steps can remember where I've been
but my eyes dont have to see

And below the surface swim fish, lazy
each one holds a memory
unluckily, or lucky, they get a little hazy

I grasp at them, they swim further away
scales grazing fingertips, I watch in dismay
cause the only ones I seem to catch and devour
force my thoughts into such a disarray

I sit by a silver pool
eating painful memories
oh god, I'm such a fool