Do not call me "smartie"
Do not call me "sweetie"
Do not call me "honey"
Unless you are being sweet
Otherwise I'm not your
Smartie, sweetie, or honey

we're all broken and damaged
scattered across the earth in pieces
but the secret o five isn't to try and glue yourself together
or never break at all
the trick, my dear, is the people
find people to sew you up & and you sew them up
and watch as the threads weaves to form a
mosaic rainbow

your words bubble up like poison in my veins
they are toxic, running through my body with without regard
did you ever stop to think that you aren't the only one who's been poisoned
there are other sufferings, others dying
our blood could boil together but
instead i think you poison others
content to propel that toxic feeling in your mind

because you want everyone else's world to come crashing down, too

We are specks in the universe
We are specks in the universe drifting     -     along
Sometimes we are parallel lines  -  drifting together but never touching
Sometimes we we explode together in passion and love only to never meet again
But sometimes specks are lucky enough to be surround by other specks
And in a world this large, that's all any speck can ask for

when you are little, they call you a princess
they say
you can be anything
the sky is your limit
when you are older, you learn that there are conditions
you can be a princess,
as long as you obey your king
The sky is your limit,
but a man must build your rocket
a man's fairy tale means you must be crying out for help,
you need saving,
you are a damsel in distress
now it is time for you to write your own fairy tale
this time, you will be there in the night
there is no damsel in distress because you will save yourself
there is no dragon to slay
because you will breathe fire on those who dare threaten you

your fire burns so brightly

reflects off of your shining amor

burns down your tower