drunken thoughts wander,
lost memories on my knees.

ferris wheels, my eyes.

i would say i fell for you
just like a child
but i fell for you harder than that
i fell for you just like
an embryo may fall for
the hope that he'll be born
only to be aborted way too soon.

you were every inch of my hope
of being alive. you were darkness
but only darkness refined
you were the nights we took
acid in venice beach
looking for real excuses to be high

we found oceans of friends
flooding waves of laughter,
i remember clinging to your chest
your pale face lit by neon diner windows
looking up into the sparkle of your
(god i swear they were) silver eyes
and getting caught in the under toe.

you left me flat,
gave me a vow and went on home.
you broke my heart like a wishbone.
i suffer still from scars
three years on..

and i can't even
remember your name,
Scorpio.

Don't tell me it's just a phase,
don't even try.
Why should I even think to believe you,
when you always lie?

I love who I love,
why is it so hard for you to understand?
I don't know how much of your taunting,
I can withstand.

Why should it matter,
if I love a male or female?
Your opinions are suffocating,
and I'm just waiting to inhale.

I just need to breathe,
get away and be free.
I wish you would just let me go,
I wish you would let me be me.

I wish you would understand,
I just wish you could see.
That who I am now,
is who I want to be.

I'm not going to lie, I lie everyday. I live life as a lie.
Don't listen to anything I say.
But this... is all I have.

I'm half mexican and use that to my advantage,
my parents divorced and I felt abandoned.
I study what once was because thats all we are meant to be, lost bones in the ground
I study the most interesting creature on this planet, human beings.
What's interesting is we all have different beliefs. All my friends want something from me yet all these friends don't know I never speak proudly.
I give everything out but have nothing to offer,
it's like a postal service, decayed just like my father. Still breathing, but so ashamed of life it's no wonder my mom needed cleaning. A new space, in the same house. I grew up thinking I knew what love was about, but don't we all?
I work in a restaurant and make the best to get words out of lungs. things that I never knew are passed along because of me, the snake whispers from my tongue.
I've caused pain and happiness to the most opposite of individuals, I actually hate I love yous because they are not believable.
I have trouble sleeping. I spend time watching tv shows actually believing things can come true. to find the right moment to say the "I Do's." To stop believing would be smarter, so I wouldn't act a fool.
I enjoy Shakespeare because misery loves comedy, I stole that line from a rapper named Lou because he provides a real remedy.
I fail more often than not but I never plan to stay in the same spot.
This is just a little bit about me, happen to like? let me know, please.

I wish to be someone
Who can be proud of what I've done
I want to be someone who can
Be content with all that I am
I want to be able to see
All the good things about me
I want to be able to grow
Into someone who knows
That she is worthy of happiness
And a life filled with bliss
A person who deserves to smile
For she has what she needs, for now
Someone whose life may not be perfect
But she is happy, for she deserves it

I've been paid to pour sticky-sweet
dancing-juice down the throats
of men who can't afford
a ******
but want the salt of Bourbon Street
on their tongues when they wake up.
I've stumbled up to my door,
dropping the keys and loudly spitting out a
"Shh!"
to myself, to retain some sense
of dignity.
I've woken up with an army in my head,
shouts muddled because their leader
has been shot, and all they can do now
is stomp around and
make loud noise and
hurt.

It never hurt as much
as being awake without a hangover
and having nothing physical
to nurse.