Too depressed to eat, to sleep, to drink
Too upset to talk to someone, something
It's never too late to start working,
I always convince myself
Maybe one day they'll clean me
From all the dust on the shelf

I've slumbered for the last time
These games are way too old, you devil
Let me live one good day for myself
I'm tired of living for other people

As selfish as a two year old
And functions without a heart
I am not lacking confidence
But I am slowly falling apart

I look at the ones I call friends
And now how much I neglect them
Dogs are better friends, in truth
I'm no more than a beast, a burden

Never live in your head
It's as dangerous as death

My heart bleeds fire
in your presence

                                                                                     i must stay away,
                                                                                     you'll only be hurt

                                             I'm calling for you.

We were thick as thieves and
Now I feel so alone


                                                                            i ache with the reminder
                                                                            that our love is fated

                                             I’m waiting on you.

Give this boy a chance,
He has only ever faced pain

                                                                              this boy swims in
                                                                              guilt for loving another
                        
                                             I'm thinking of you.

Look at me once
And love me for all I am

                                                                take my hands
                                                                and lead me towards the truth

                                              I'm drowning in you.

She stayed true to the pearls
That she lassoed around her neck
And kept her heels on tight

Her tears would fall down
To the rhythm of a folk song
She would slowly sing along
In a lamenting fashion
She could never admit that
Being alone in this world
Was so hard to handle
On her own

She wanted God to bring
Down a glimmer of hope
That would guide her back
To something much better
But all she had ever heard
Was God calling her home

And in every bathroom mirror
She smeared the makeup to
Resemble a clown
And it suited her
Every night

In this floating box of nothing
Sits a speck of shavings
From an overused eraser
That grows older than death

The cousin with all the power
Sitting across like a stranger
Is known as the pencil
Who never amounted to anything

As hard as they try
As long as they wait
As patient as they are
Their job always fails

But they aren't cautious
They are always aware
That the true failure
Is their subconscious master

Last night we threw up
In a bucket of circumstances
I never knew your name
The day we first met
In the ballroom, we kissed
Liquor on our tongues
People staring, you weren't aware
By then, your name engrained my mind
How could it not
With your lips on mine
I loved everything about you
In your tuxedo
Adjusting your tie, it was special
Our cufflinks shined bright
In our slow dance
You held my hand down the streets
I felt safe as could be
The moon was our way home
What I'd do to spend a day
Up there with you