I've learned that happiness
cannot be found in the form of a little
purple capsule.
I've learned that Pisa will have to wait until next time.
I've learned that the third mushroom
held in my sweaty palm was not as
big a deal compared to the other two opening my mind.
I've learned that a part of me
died that night where we ****** in a
room with no furniture.
I've learned that life is work and that
the molotov cocktail of Dubrah and eay mac
that came spewing from me left an orange tang
upon the floor.
I've learned that pain is better than numbness
and that jabbing a sewing needle repeatedly in my arm
was an educated decision.
Most importantly I've learned that together we are better than alone.

I don't fit in
And I don't stand out
I just blend in
And get lost in the crowds

I'm just another person
On just another street
I don't know anybody
And nobody knows me

But things worth exploring
Aren't always explored
And things worth adoring
Aren't always adored

I'm just another face
Just another girl
But if you don't explore the oyster
You'll never find the pearl

I’m the girl who nobody knows
I’m the girl who doesn’t pose
I’m the girl who sits quietly in back
I’m the girl who has a panic attack
I’m the girl who can never sleep
I’m the girl whose pain is deep
I’m the girl who appears to be shy
I’m the girl who tries not to cry
I’m the girl whose heart is broken
I’m the girl who is always outspoken
I’m the girl who tries to be good
I’m the girl who is misunderstood

if light bulbs got anxious and burned out any time someone caught them shining

Wind pushed along the clouds..
The same way I budged myself through the light of day..

My thoughts have become a cliché..
Deemed, my mind is soon to decay..

Hazy.. lazy.. 
Shadowing time.. 
Tailing this lure.. through dusk and dawn.

I'm jaded.
I'm faded.
This world has got me shaded.

There's nothing I can do, 
but fight for my virtue.. wherethrough, dusk.. and dawn...

Being bored just strikes a chord,
To want things I cannot afford.
Instead I write some silly thoughts
About how easy to get lost.
Searching the planetarium
For the contents of my cranium.
If it is all the same but all unique;
Tell me why the people freak?
Fighting the wars and strive for gold,
A pursuit they not know two fold.

We** are all here for a purpose.
that purpose is...