I liked you when you didn't swear,
When innocence was commonplace;
Maybe we're all growing up,
Lost in life's cold embrace.

It's driving me mad
I can't sleep and I can't read
Or knit to music
Or anything, and I'm done
I've had enough of it all.

Someday I might be remembered
But probably for something boring.

Uncontrollable
Is how I describe feelings
But not my actions.

I feel something coming
Something important and strange
Maybe if I proof my soul
I'll be prepared to change.

I liked to fancy
That I could throw you a look
And pierce your stone heart.

You lost yourself, true
But it was in music, so
You aren't to blame.

I'm a flame
Can't you see me burn?
I'm a fire
When will you ever learn?

I'm a match
Ignite me and feel me chafe;
I'm a blaze
Can't touch me and stay safe.

Cherry lollipops,
Roses, typos, mistakes, signs
And blood are all red.

I'm afraid of you
Because I shouldn't, and then
Because you want me to.

Like an old piano
Scratches along every keystroke
You played her,
Played her until she broke

It's that cold, small lump
Lying in my stomach here
Keeping me away.
I wish I had the guts to
I wish I had bravery.

Inspiration grips my soul
And gives my mind no peace;
I try and try to let it go,
But silence baffles me.

Sometimes in the darkest night
It's dreams that haunt my eyes
And sometimes, inspiration's height
Looks about agony's size.

Ideas sometimes look like pain
And memories that hurt me;
And beautiful though my song may be,
Perhaps its roots concern me.

But art, it lies within the choice
To make a lie show truth
And find the love inside the voice
Of your heartrending youth.

Don't build your statues with ashes:
Compress them into stone,
And watch as sorrow clashes
With love that builds a home.

Darkness is no shelter,
But is an invitation
For light to burn the better
As fire: my inspiration.