It's raining, it's pouring
My young heart is soaring
I saw a girl and fell in love
Couldn't find her in the morning

i failed to mention
the frail dimensions
of my pale existence
no details specific
just the vaguest senses
of a plagued decision
that locks my life in prison
for an extended sentence
but when you inch in to visit
i get intricate visions
with our limbs all twisted
in romantic antics
& the only thing between
you, true love, & me
besides bedspreads & sheets
is my dead self esteem

everybody feels insecure
some people
just do a better job of hiding it

**(c.m.h)

I’ll stay in this coffee shop and write about you everyday if I have to

You’re that beautiful

You are so beautiful,
yet so unaware of it

I want to paint a picture of your beauty and place it onto the other side of your eyelids, so that every single time you blinked...

You’d see what I see, in you...

You
Make
Me
Insecure
By
The
Games
You
Play
With
My
Mind

Insecurity isn't an attention seeking excuse.
Its something we do without noticing and other people get concerned..
I don't understand.