This is the place
Where thoughts are expressed
Open and out there
Baring the soul
Judgment withheld
Individuality embraced

I remember my coloring books
and trying to stay in the lines

But now I draw my own pictures and
lines are at the back of my mind

I remember my favorite number
was what ever number was the biggest

And now my favorite number is
5 and 23

I remember my favorite color was
red

Now I don't have a favorite color
because I don't know them all

I remember crying
because I fell off my bike

Well, now I cry
because of the terrible things that go on in the world

Those memories seem to fade
with each year that goes by

Their like a picture in a picture frame
that is starting to wash away.

When she mad
She mad
At me

When she sad
She sad
With me

When she happy
She happy
Without
Me

Friend zoned
Friend zzuh-oh-oh-oh
Owned

She is happier
Compared
To me

She is happier
Than i could
Bare to be

Friend zoned

Eyes sliver open languidly, feel out the corners
Stretched, palms pressed against white walls
Pull the covers high above my head
Building courage to greet the day

Lungs fill with a familiar scent
Smile, reach and caress a glowing cheek
Next to me, he turns, all elbows and sighs
Find him  in a second with tingling toes and fingertips

Untangle the limbs and sheets
Firm and nut-brown, coarse in the right places
Soft in the best places, he's flawless
Dare to disturb the rhythmic breathing


Wake up, I whisper
Coffee, he groans