i can't think
i can't think
i don't know
i want to write you a song
im sorry
im high
i love you
and im so ******* high wow
i have lots of thoughts
and they're all very confusing
im gonna try to catch them
and spit them out here

ummm
first of all
this is not a love poem
i knowyou know i love you
and there's nothing i can do about it

deep inside
im hoping i can say something so meaningful
so moving, that you fall in love with me again
and take me back. but thats selfish
and unrealistc
because i dont even know if im speaking english
and im supposed to be happy for you
if he makes you happy

but anyways
this supposed to be about how
i realized that this is beyond my control
an that it is absolutely about you
im trying to understand
i want to understand
im going to end this
before i say anyhing else stupid

i'd **** myself

not suicide, no, even that isn't enough
for all that i've done.

no, i'd rip myself
limb from limb
tear the muscles
that bind my long slender legs
let metal and body meet
shatter the bones that cross
inside my scarred arms
i'd tear out my ugly heart
douse it in kerosene
watch it burn and melt
bubble and turn black
i'd take the stomach
sunken deep inside
cut it lovingly apart
and feed it to the devil
i'd take razor to skin
dig out my empty eyes
shave off my pretty lips
mutilate my lovely face
til the only thing left
is pink and white
burns and scars
like the ones inside