911 what's your emergency*

I'm dying. There's blood everywhere.

Stay calm. Can you tell me where you are?

No I just need someone to know. I hope when this is over I'm going to be someone new.

Can you tell me where you are?

The cemetery. Don't bother sending anyone I'm already gone

-The line dies-

Paramedics arrive on the scene to find a rotting corpse as if its been there for weeks. The police investigate, but the truth is never found out. Or was it there from the beginning?

You* held me tight through my nightmares
You helped me escape from these snares
You are- no *were my knight
You gave me a fright
You got mad at me
You wouldn't leave me be
You hit me if I did something wrong
Yet You made me feel that I belonged
You saved me from myself, made me smile
I'll stay with You for a while
No, I won't leave You... you will get mad
Bruises on my face You made as a fad
I will cover for You, love
Lets hope God watches me and You from above
I promise not to make You mad anymore
You are angry, 1 hit, 2, 3, 4
I still love You
I know You love me too

She smiles at the world
Everyone adores this girl
She radiates love
Like the Angels are giving her to us from above
Oh, how I watch her
Covered up in that faux fur
Oh, I want to be who she is
I watch her gracefulness as my soda starts to fizz
It explodes on me, drenching me head to toe
Everyone points and laughs and her smile starts to grow
I run away and start to cry
I feel a hand on me and he whispers, Hi
I blink up at him and see who it is
Why, its her boyfriend, Chris
Are you okay?
I'm fine, at least for today
He smiles at me and I die inside
He wipes off my face and I almost cried
Again, he kisses my cheek and says Let's hang out
She won't mind, we are breaking up. Don't pout
I smile and realize that me and you?
We are beautiful too

I write of spring in autumn
of summer in winter
I like to be where I'm not
to cheat on time
fantasy
is so much better

We all have that speck of dirt
It may be your lack of comfort
Or the past and all its anger
But at times its of no danger

It could be your need to be you
Or your darkest inhibitions coming true
There are all kinds of outcomes
Some with resolutions or more problems

'cause we all live in a little glass box
As true as waves hitting the shores rocks
We find ourselves surrounded by ourselves
Not knowing about the dust on the top of our shelves

Others will tell us their opinions and views
But that's like playing with a bomb fuse
We deny our faults in front of them all
No matter how big or how small

We are oblivious to who we are
We don't know if we're dust or a star

- E.A.F