he saw the new scars on my wrist.
his face was puzzled,
he looked so worried and confused
he said, "promise me you won't do it again,"
but i couldn't,
i couldn't look him in the eye
and promise
because i knew
i'd break that promise
again
-b.m

i've got a little problem,
and i'm not really sure how to fix it
not really sure i need to. not really sure i could
maybe it's from missing you,
not having you here
why? it's been 15 years,
i should be over it, but i'm not.
life isn't pretty good,
i've got problems
and they all start with
me,
there's something really wrong with
me, but i don't know what it is
not sure if i can figure it out
i sort of stopped caring,
but only for a little while.
i've pushed my friends away,
i barely leave my room
so what's wrong with me?
why am i depressed?
mom takes anti depressants,
i guess she's getting really bad
again.
maybe she's trying really hard
to
forget you,
so her doctor subscribed her to
medication that can try and help
fix her,
but i don't think it's going to.

-b.m

i wrote because i never wanted to forget
the way your laugh sounded in
the middle of
June
i never wanted to forget about
your smile and the way you looked at me,
when we first saw
e a c h o t h e r
but now June is over
the leaves are
f a l l i n g
it ain't summer here anymore
your smile is fading
and you don't look at me the same.
-b.m