A night like that was sorely needed
Confessed my soul and aspects of
My shattered personality

And yet, though I am fractured, broken
Damaged goods as some might say
She accepts me as I am

She doesn't bear the title of best friend
But she's closer than the rest and for
Many complicated reasons

The more I open up and show just how
Unlovable I truly am
The more she holds my hand

Something's shifted
Something's wrong
Repeated mantra, like a song
What has changed
What is altered
My disbelief has never faltered
Distrust in me, can count on that
Is this time too late?

Something's shifted
Some things begin
Deep inside me, deep within

Screams of laughter
Fill my ghetto block
That's our nick name anyways
Because every door and window we lock

When the night comes
We secure the our house
For fear of people just walking in
Or someone getting out

We keep safe
Because on the street
There are quite some odd
People you will meet

A man with grey hairs
Asked me for my digits
He wanted me to ******* for him
I told him where he could stick it

The house three doors down
Has barred windows and large doors
A women's shelter it is
To stop the domestic wars

The neighbor kid hides in fear
In his closet deep
For fear his daddy with his gun
Might return to collect his keep

A flock of foster kids
Lives right behind us too
One is confused and misses his mom
Jail time for what she didn't do

A child molester lives two roads down
And he is a level three
We avoid him and have caution
All the kids leave him be

Police sirens wail often
Every once in a while a startling shot
I hear dogs bark and cats hiss
A woman ran over in a parking lot

Gang wars and turf wars
A crack house four blocks down
But for people who just drive by
It might not seem too bad a place to be around

We make the best with what we've got
We have a few neighbors who look after us
We try to be as normal as we can
But normal is something we cannot trust

Of our three cities
Our area is called The Ghetto
We don't earn our name for no reason
It's because of the creepy pedos

once I saw a girl,
with long brown hair and red wrists.
and I thought, how could someone so beautiful be so troubled?
once I saw a girl,
with deep blue eyes and no strength left to stand.
and I thought, how could someone so weak ignore what will make them strong?
once I saw a girl,
with scared wrists, slumped against the bathroom door.
and without thinking,
smashed the mirror.

One day I'll write a book and it'll be a comedy
The world will laugh, and I'll just cry 'cause it will be all about me
My autobio that I'll write may make the masses smile
But deep inside my ****** heart I'll be hurting all the while
What chuckles! And what laughs! As they read from year to year
About my killer migraines or about my secret fear
They'll list their favorite quotes as if they'll keep them in their head
To tell with knock-knock jokes to kids when the conversation's dead
Yes, I'll become immortal as I always wished I'd be
But immortality in jest just equates to misery

Sometimes I wish
that I was made
of dust
and lice
and other bits
of things that no one wants
so they could brush me off
and have a real reason
for wanting me gone

Goodnight cruel world
Goodnight, goodnight
Sometimes I'd like it if we didn't fight
Maybe you could agree and we'd both be right
But since you insist on this endless plight
Goodnight cruel world
Goodnight, goodnight

A hat was blowing down the street today
And I gave it a kick
It tumbled this way and that
Until it finally reached
Its owner
He put it on
Glad to finally have
His faithful friend again

I wrote you a letter, but burned it
It had too much emotion inside
I had thought that perhaps you had earned it
But instead I just ran off to hide

The letter I wrote wasn't long
But the meaning was deep and extensive
To convey it, one might sing a song
That said, I feel apprehensive

Because what if the letter was obsolete
The message itself had grown little feet
Walked out of my head and right out the door
Tread into your home on your newly cleaned floor
And bowed down before you and said, "listen here!"
"I've got a big juicy to lay down in your ear!"
And you listened and listened and before half an hour
The message was with you and out of my power
But you didn't let on that you knew all that stuff
You hid the message away in your teddy bear's fluff
So now here I am with these black paper ashes
And you're sitting there, batting perfect eyelashes
Don't know if you know it, please tell if you do
'Cause the message I just burned was "I love you"

I have a voice behind this tongue
But it's shy and clumsy
My voice will hide behind my tongue
And trip itself to bits

My voice it rides the waves of rhythm
Gently up, and coasts back down
But when my tongue breaks waves of rhythm
My voice hides in the sand

My voice is flawed but perfect, when
My tongue gets in the way
And though I know what to say then
My voice just cannot say

My tongue, my enemy, my slippery friend
That causes my speech to basically end
On the most awkward of notes, and that's how he wins
When I cannot speak, he just sits back and grins