So how long has it been since it's stopped? Since I've been disgusted by rain drops? It's almost as if we all stopped breathing, and for a second teenagers stopped breading. It's almost as if we all stopped screaming and for a while we all stopped cheating. So how long will this go on before we start needing this ever lasting feeling of real things? No, the world isn't perfect, but you need to give it a chance, so don't stop caring or it'll be out of your hands.

So how long has it been since I've stopped fighting? Since I've been distraught from my writings? It's almost as if the world stopped turning, and for a second we all stopped hurting. It's almost as if adults were finally taught the lessons we've been learning, and for a minute our hearts stopped yearning. But is it plausible? That maybe the world isn't as colossal as the fossils and we just turned the impossible to possible?

*Only if you put your mind to it

Heart thumping
Face on the desk
We're talking about suicide
And I know what comes next

She tells us not to look
We have to close our eyes
She says it's an anonymous survey
And I wonder if I should lie

Raising our hands is a yes
And everything inside me
Screams no while I
Try to calm my bouncing knee

I raise a tentative hand
When she asks if we've considered suicide
That tentative hand raise is the largest step I've taken
And part of me feels peace deep down inside

I cant do this.
I don't know how to go on.
Daddy please come back.
I'm really not that strong.

we should write some sad
songs together
maybe cry until
it feels all better
I know it hurts now
but I'll kiss your wounds
sure your scars will stay
that you always knew
You will be okay
if you let my words
show you the kindness
that your lips deserve

If I'm sick please be my remedy
If it's music please be my harmony
And baby please if you see my on the street
Don't smile near me
Because I'll fall in love again