i'm stuck in a revolving door
and it never slows down enough
for me to get out
i'm walking
without a purpose
and i can't find anyone
to stop the door
for me.

i stick my head out the window
and let the wind rip through every curl of my hair
i feel free
but at the same time
trapped.
in my own head
in my own thoughts
in myself

call me a ****** *****, at least i'm honest.

kiss her for the rest of the summer if you please. just know that not only have you lost me, but all the respect i once had for you.

maybe losing my respect doesn't mean much to you, but one day there is going to be someone who you are so afraid to lose and their respect will mean so much to you.

i'm sorry that person couldn't be me.

you never had to feel the same way that i felt.
and you never had to understand the way that i felt.
you just needed to respect it.
but you clearly didn't ever respect yourself enough to even think about respecting me.

i love how he smells
and i know that soon enough
it's going to hurt so badly
to smell it ever again

i put my hands on either side of my face so i can't see out of the corners of my eyes. i'm alone and no one else is around. the world is mine to pray to. i am so lucky to be alive