It's like casting a line from a fishing rod
Right when the line begins to fall,
You get scared it'll get caught up in reeds
So you yank it back to you, and try again

I can tell you I tried
I drew a picture of a grove of trees
I learned to play a new song
I laid with my dogs in the sun
But the trees were bare
And the song was Fireproof
And my dogs left to lay in the shade

Thanks for reminding dad
I REALLY DO GET IT NOW
IM ALREADY SUFFERING
BECAUSE IM LONLEY
AND NOW WE ARE BACK
ON THIS

I never wanted to be different
I just wanted to be *special

One day there will be
someone just for me
I will feel protected by their
embrace, soft eyes
And they will fall in love
with every crazy thing I do
While doing them with me

do you get lost in my curls
big and dark, confusing
do you trace the lines of my lips
my light shade of pink
do i take your breath away
when words curl out of my mouth
speaking poetry and not even
knowing it
am i the kind of girl you would
stop on the street to compliment
am i beautiful?