i'm out
she wrote
on a little
white paper
she laid it
down on
the counter

i'm sick
she wrote
on a blue
sheet of
paper
she gave
it to the
janitor
at school

i'm high
she wrote
on the
***** door
of the
restroom
she took
a pink pill
out of
her pocket

i'm dead
she wrote
on a little
white paper
she laid it
down on
the counter
while she
took another
swig of
the brown
liquid that
would
make her
blood
stop running

my conscience tries to keep me away from your love
take a step back she says,
don't get too close, or you'll hurt yourself

I wander in my mind again
Searching for the one little spot where you are hiding
I think I won't be able to sleep tonight

You stare at me, looking right through my skin
You see my veins, fulled with alcohol
Most of the people I know can only think straight
When they're sober
But as I'm always drunk, my mind is prepared

Can't you just grab my hand and take me to wonderland
Save me from my death,
Tickle me until I'm out of breath

I hear you walking in
Your footsteps are planted in my remembrance
They wander in my brain,
Leave their marks on my retina

Winter goes to summer,
Long sleeves go to t-shirts
Our love still comes from one side,
Trying to break through

As I open my eyes, I see you laying next to me
My imagination took over again
But dreams do come true, they say
So just promise me you'll love me today

Why are people so mean
to the most precious feathers
Who will never hurt anyone
Can someone please explain that to me?

Why can't people realize what they're having,
not what they might lose?
Not everyone will be in your favor,
but most of your enemies don't even exist.

How comes that nobody notices pain,
but everyone notices bad things?
People who only think about their own feelings,
and don't know the whole world loves them?
Calm down, the world doesn't revolve around you

You hope they don't see you
shift your sleeves
You hope they believe you
when you tell them
the red sweep on your wrist
are from the elastic band

I hope he believes me
when I tell him I love him
because I never
believe myself

You hope he would notice
if you never looked
in his eyes again
You hope he would miss you
if you never said
'I miss you' again

I hope people will remember me
by the good things I said and did
and not by the sad face
I always ruffled up