As I trace the deep skies running up my real dreams, 
my sixth sense tells me that it can feel it with goosebumps,
signifying a supernatural change and changing the colors in my eyes to a dark dark indigo.      
          
I do not know if eyes are suppose to change colors like this  
              
It always happens 

Around this time each month

I'll wear long sleeves 
Across my arm
As if
It never was
Last time

Always feel gross after I eat
Try to relax by the bubble jets at the ymc
Can't wash this song away no matter how long I sit
The sauna and all this exercise couldn't burn the calories today
Just want to cut this cake up and eat what I crave
I hate that I can't lose this weight

The cuts don't stop
They just rain down my skin
Close your minds to what I'm saying
Lock your heart
****** hands, go numb
When the vein's slit            
The key to my perfect insanity            
Burns a wind scar throughout my heart

I'm okay...
Really    
It was kinda ...  
A slight scratch
A shaving incident    
And definitely not on purpose    
                                          
That would be the most truthful story I could tell
If my entire body
Was not covered all over with...
All these mysterious scratches
Shaving incidents            
And things which happened by coincidence from what I can tell

A year ago
We held hands
All along
You despised
Everything
I did for you  
And everything    
I didn't do  
Now we're trying to talk
To be in love with someone
We're not
Trying to talk again
To make things work

We both say
We've tried                            
But I don't think
We tried at all

You've made me look like a complete idiot around my exes
More than I ever have  
The first time got me laughing and feeling sorry for your future with them