Break still young one
Hold your candle high
Salvation comes to those who wait

Be still grasshopper
Don’t react so quickly
Time isn’t going anywhere

So still loved one
Weave in and out of the lines
Make some mistakes along the way

Time changes, sweetheart
When you least expect it
It shifts

What if I was waldo?
You would search page after page
Studying a painted picture
To find where I stand
Who would notice my stripes?
And trace their finger to meet bones
Or would you be that intolerable Attention Deficit Disordered kid
Who threw the paperbacks towards the wall
Because you couldn’t find me?
Do I still bother you, long after the freedoms of childhood are over?
If you found me on one page, who would quit
Who would keep searching?
Would you find my red shaggy cap
And throw in the towel
End that game of monopoly
Because it has already taken up much too much of your week
And your time
Who would stare.
Let the people and places blend into one
As if we were all waldo
Trying to be found

It’s not a simple heartbreak; it’s not a Band-Aid situation
It’s an incurable ache that is deep within my bones
I would love for this phase to be over with
I would love to get you off my mind
Its getting old, this is my final goodbye
You are embarrassing yourself by ignoring me
And I am embarrassing my friends by bringing you up
Goodbye,
It’s a big world full of people
It’s not just about you
It can’t be anymore
It’s a broken record
Seven years, bad luck
You’re so last summer
I would love nothing more than to forget you
Forget you ever had my heart
That I ever let you in
That I ever cared

Judge me, please judge me tell me what I don’t see, let me know what a stranger thinks. Is this skirt too short for you? Is my hair too tangled for you? Please I need to figure a few things out and this would clarify a few small holes that seemed to have appeared. You think my breath stinks? Ohhh I’m not wearing enough make up? Well speak up! Wait is it? Look I’m so lost at the moment that you might just need to leave a message. Find some paper and a pen on the floor there’s a sharpie over there, write something’s down, some f.y.i.’s for me to ponder on when I come out from under my bed. Let me quickly brush my teeth, the dynamic of my mouth is off-putting. My belly button kind of hurts and the speakers on my computer are disgusting so silence might be actually easier to handle right now. I have felt tipsy all day, swaying back and forth and my mouth is all scratchy and it hurts to swallow; like a shot. Where is Christina? Why hasn’t she called yet? The party starts at 9 and it’s already 8:37. I hope she is alright. She’s just probably laying in the tub, listening to the national or Angus and Julia. Who knows? I hope I see her soon I want to start drinking, and I am already high.

It hits me out of nowhere
All of a sudden this overwhelming sadness takes over
And crashes in to me
I feel depressed and hopeless
I feel numb again
My knees go weak
And I am kneeling on the floor
Crying into your sweater
Wishing I could change my story
But this is no invisible ink
And life is no storybook

Memories fade
Everyday
They fade
You’ll forget the details
The place, or the time
The conversation, of why you could not stop laughing
Memories disappear
Slip between our fingers
And are lost like a grain of sand
Camouflaged as a painting
Dressed up like a white knight
They say memories fade
And that time heals all wounds
Let time wash away the guilt
The pain of today
Watch the clock evaporate into the wall
As the minute hand spins out of control
And my head starts to ache
A hole is bleeding into my chest
They fade; memories do fade
But they come back, clear as day
And the pain is as real
As dagger in your back
…. And it starts all over again

Never Neverland is the place where dreams come true
Where you don’t have to be serious, don’t have to grow up
Where Peter is the one to follow and ensures that the everlasting imagination is forever
You can run around in your underwear and no one would notice,
Go get worms by the fireside and tell them to come play
Astronauts, doctors, photographers are all dreams reachable
In Never Neverland you are safe from teenagers torment
Or weight weighing you down, every time you count the calories of a *******
Never Neverland is a place of wonder, a place of intrigue
And where memories don’t fade, everything is everything
And everyone is part of some huge inner circle
Giggling and building forts