It's come to the point
I am convinced that
Whatever I say is true
is not
And what I say is not true,
Is.
And it scares me
That I cannot trust my own word,
And I cannot trust my own mind.
And you are fed up with helping.
And I am doubting him.
I don't know what to do
At this point.
When I need my mind the most
It leaves
It hides
It cowers.

She said
"If we're meant to be together
he'll come around whenever"
and I think that if she were clever
she'd know him a little better,
I can't believe
she didn't see
the tricks wedged sloppily
up his sleeve
and it seems to me
he should be a little more careful
of who he's trying to be.

Come here,
electric lover.
I'd like to feel
your touch
through my veins again.
Soothing static
shoots down to my feet;
my roots.
Dare me
to move them?

I once stayed up so late
the crickets turned into birds,
And I once sobbed so horridly
That the headache lasted days,
But I never thought
I'd love anybody so much
That they thought
I was lying.