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I depend on it
It keeps my head together
Music is my glue.
You never see the world the way it is,
You've never felt cold, hard truth;
Your heart isn't whole, or close to it,
Though it's never been torn in two.
Anticipation heights within me
I cannot hold this pensive feeling
I'm climbing walls and hugging ceiling
My thoughts won't let me be

This hesitation strives inside me
I can't release this burning feeling
I'm scratching marks and hitting ceiling
My mind hates OCD.
The sun grew dark, the sky grew black,
I looked away; when I looked back
The rain was falling in sheets, so fine,
I thought I'd finally come back.

The air was heavy like before
I felt that longing even more
I tasted sea salt on my face
Standing on my landlocked shore.

It all came back to me, right there
Spray in my eyes, wind in my hair
It all returned to tantalize
As if those rain clouds didn't care.
Inspirational;
Death-defying, breath-giving
The choicest of songs
Singing in my chest, alive
And just trying to be heard.
Give me your race,
Give me your age;
Give me the reason
You're in a cage.
It's in your head,
It's in your mind
The more you fight,
You're more behind.
Tell me the secrets,
Tell me the lies;
Give up on silence,
Give up your guise.
Go to the finish,
Go and stand tall
Go for the triumph
Or don't go at all.
Life gives you riches
Life makes you fall
If life gave you days,
Would you give your all?
She's too perfect.
She's just perfect.
Like...her face wasn't tanned,
it was painted.  
....I feel like somebody just
counted out each of her hairs one by one
and put them in place, like
'one, two, three...
two hundred twenty-one....
three million, five thousand and twenty-one..."
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