**** the money, cause I'd rather call out like Cobain
With a bullet through my temple,
now I got no brains
Like **** em' and **** the world,
you can have it dawg
Y'all ain't no better, I ain't mad at y'all
Cause I'd rather be buried in my grave
Than live life like a slave
Trying to escape these green demons
No where to run, no friends
Just fiends
And by all means
Just let me be, to yell and scream
******* get away from me
Pushing everyone away
is what I do best
no future
edit this later wassuup

So maybe you’re running scared without the running.
there are hands on your thighs that tell you
every place i touch is a home to me.
and you feel lucky that somebody finally thinks that
you’re worthy of being a roof to them.
and you know what it’s like to move from place to place,
from group to group, from person to person,
looking for a place where your heart and stomach doesn’t
look too big or too small for the people around you.
I’ll let you in on a secret:
your heart will always be the same size.
instead of finding the perfect sized hands to fit it into,
find a pair that will wrap its fingers around you,
find a pair that will stretch its bones to breaking point
because it can’t bear the thought of leaving you vulnerable—
because it knows you will always be a home, whether you
have a roof to offer or not

part of me wants to die.
part of me wants to shred my
skin to pieces, and bleed out
all my sorrows.

part of me wants to cry
and scream, and
force everyone to listen.

part of me wants to
keep on trying, and
to never give up.

all of me wants to
just be okay again.

I was walking down
The gravel of the school,
Suddenly I felt,
Like a shadow was behind me,
Staring, looking, waiting.


I hoped it was him.
I wanted it to be him.
I wanted to believe it was him.
I hoped and prayed it was him.
Even if there was a chance it wasn’t.


I wanted it to be so badly.
I wanted to take back my words.
Tell him that I loved him,
That age didn’t matter.

 
Tell him that,
He didn’t have to be with her,
That I was there,
For him.

 
Tell him we could change the world,
Break the rules,
Make a difference.
Tell him that it was me he wanted,
And I knew.

 
Tell him that I could finally,
Have the happy ever after,
That I always wanted.
That nothing could stop us.
 

I wanted him to know,
That we can have,
Everything we wanted,
That life wasn’t something to hate.
 

I wanted to tell him,
That I would die happy,
If took my hand,
And held onto it,
Until it was my end.

 
I wanted him to know,
That I loved him,
And I wanted to know,
If he felt the same.


I wanted,
My life to take a turn,
Be what it should be,
Be what I wished.


I wanted,
To wrap my arms around him,
And hold on,
Till death did us apart.

 
I wanted him to know,
That we can.
I kept praying,
Not letting the negative in,
Keeping my hopes up,
Then I turned around.

 
There was no one.