I am the only one that listens to myself.

Sometimes I wish I didn't.

I see you everywhere
Not the actual you
Pieces of you
Like your crooked nose
And shy smile
Your piercing eyes

And right when I thought I was getting over you

You think you are okay
You think you'll be fine
So you build yourself up
Everything's alright
You can get what you want
And say what you please
It all seems lovely
Things are at ease
You believe you are better
You feel you are strong
Everything is perfect
Nothing can go wrong
You think everyone wants you
Or even to be you
That's only because
Nobody can see you
Cos actually you're lonely
And broken and sad
Thought everything was good
Well it's worse than bad
And you built yourself up
So you fell very far
Nobody cares
They don't know who you are

The prison walls are closing in
Making it harder to escape
With nothing to do you sleep away your day
Trapped in a room that's barely your own
So many thoughts in your head
You want to leave but there's nowhere to go
This prison is your home

I know if I started writing poetry about a beautiful boy and how he drifted to sleep

I just might fall for a beautiful boy who has no interest in me

i guess
i will never understand
how such a beautiful boy
could be fooled into thinking
he deserves less than
perfection

I can't think of you on rainy days
It only makes them colder
The memory of you, in my head
Dims as the days get older

I can't think of you on sunny days
It makes them dark and dreary
All I want is to be with you
But you are nowhere near me

I can't think of you any day
Not even just a thought
When you're on my mind I can't help but think
Of everything we're not