I write songs
but they don't sound right
I write essays
but it doesn't look right
I write tweets
but they're irrelevant
I write Facebook posts
but people rather cause drama than find ways to reduce the problem
I write on my hands
but they disappear after a shower
I write on walls
but the city covers them up
I write on a foggy glass
but it fades away
I write my name
but I've written it so many times it just looks like a trademark
Then I write poetry
everything seems right...
everything looks right
everything feels right
everything always reassures me no one will cover it up
everything seems to stay for the moment
Poetry is right

You said I was your "coming out" crush. I never admitted it, not to anyone, but I think I was kind of in love with you myself. I didn't want to date you or *******, but I didn't want anyone else to, either.

2. Thank you for refusing to leave me alone during that first week of February. I wanted to die, but you gave me a reason to get out of bed in the morning.

3. I'm sorry I got drunk and lashed out at you last summer, and I'm sorry that I didn't say it sooner.

4. We were not compatible as roommates, but I would give anything to see you walk through my front door again.

5. You can't forget about me. I know this because I can't forget about you.

6. Whenever I'm upset, you're still the first person I want to call.

7. ******* it, I really wish I could call you right now. I want to hear your voice.

8. If I had to do it over again, I'd choose differently. I'd choose you. I love him, but loving him is complicated. Love isn't supposed to be so complicated.

9. I miss you so much that it hurts. It literally hurts. I didn't know it was possible to feel so much pain until now.

10. Sometimes when he says "I love you," I hesitate to say it back. But I never hesitated for you.

If I carved the words "I love you"
into every inch of my skin,
would you believe them?
Would you believe me?

If I painted a picture of my heart
with the very blood that it pumps,
would you cherish it?
Would you cherish me?

If I promised that there was no one else,
that there was only you,
would you accept that?
Would you accept me?

16, 18, 21
as time pass by
OH LOOK! You've just turned 16
You can drive
get a job
and maybe get that belly button piercing you've always wanted
but still it's not enough.

Rolling two years ahead you're now 18
You ask yourself.
What is there to do now?
You don't feel any ******* different from the other 17 year olds at your school.
But now you can vote, smoke **** legally in two states, and if you're responsible
go ahead take a sip of the alcohol sitting on the table.
Just don't let that Blood Alcohol Content level get higher than a .02
.02...but that's not enough
Weren't you waiting your whole life to feel enough?
To be enough?

Turning 21 the legal level raises up to a .08
But that's not enough.
Because why should you be the responsible one at the frat party?
Why should you settle for some that's not enough?
You're "only 21". Right?

It's good to help a friend out when they're blacked out drunk
with **** drawings on their face.
But what's not good is when you think you can drive them because you had less to drink than you stupid friend in the back of you car.

So as you're heading home
and those street signs that your brain
turned into street lights.
Now you're flooring it, ending your own life
thinking you're stronger than 2 tons of force
being pressed into the front of your 2004 hunk of metal

Hit one
You survived.
Your airbag and seat belt were the only thing
that saved you from the after life
which you thought was more of an after party.
Hit two
There won't a second time
because you're still in a coma getting charged for
second degree ****** of your friend
who was not secured in the back of your car that night.

While you're laying on a hospital bed breathing from a machine on your left
ask yourself
Was that enough?
What is enough to risk everything that was never enough?
In a few weeks
your family will decide to unplug the machine that will keep you from
never being enough ever again.