I'M SICK TO MY STOMACH
AND PEOPLE ASK WHY
I SAY TAKE A LOOK AROUND
THE WHOLE ******* WORLD IS BLIND

You are like a cigarette
I take you in to my lungs and hold you there
And even when you're gone I can still taste you on my lips.
You are like nicotine
Because I know that you are bad for me
But I'll keep going back for more
In the future you will make me sick to my stomach
They'll find me dead
They'll crack open my sternum and find the remnants of you still in my chest.
They'll see my empty lungs from where you've taken my breath away
But like a cigarette, for now, I'll keep smoking.

I like how the city makes a girl
Seem so robust yet so fragile
With the bags under their eyes
Caused from stress
And the make up that's lasted since yesterday
They look as if they'd crack if you touched them
But at the same time break you in to pieces
If you so much as laid a bad word on their shoulders.

I read the constellations
On your skin
To help me find
My way home again

I used to like taking pictures of the sea
Because it always changes
And I liked that I captured it at one moment
But then I realised,
That its the same when I take portraits
Of people I once knew