Don't let it engulf you,
It's over bearing I know...
But you can rise above it.
Don't let it bury you,
It's heavy I know...
But you can throw it off.
Don't let it be you,
It's manipulative I know...
But you can break through.
Don't let it define you,
Its words loud I know...
Don't let it take over.
Try.

I am a better person than I allow myself to believe.

I have tasted the pastries you have baked for me,
They glinting beautifully with mountains of fluffy gold.
But they didn't hold their sweetness.
They turned to dirt against my tongue.
So, I spit them out.
You aren't a baker, but a thief.

I have a tendency to be too ******* myself.

Babies,
Puppies,
Purple,
Rain,
Flowers,
Pumpkins,
Fresh sheets,
Hot Cocoa,
Snow,
Turtles,
Kisses,
Starry Nights,
Owls,
Music,
...
Kyle.

One ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,

One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

Three rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,

Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,

Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,

One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne

In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,

One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

I don't write for you,
Or anyone else.

Obviously, like most, I write for myself.

I can tell complete strangers,
Secrets they had never wished to know.

I make myself feel less alone.

When I write,
You see more of me.

Or really, the me I want you to see.

My friends,
They will never know my words

It just wouldn't be right to let them inside.

In fact who let you in anyway?
Shoo.

I'm expressing, not having a get together in my head.