Real tears do not fall from the eyes and over the cheeks
They fall from the heart and cover the soul
And mine is completely soaked through.

Pretty Girl, Nice Girl
(she hides behind the smile)
Beautiful Girl, Smart Girl
(the night she spends alone)
Popular Girl, Smiling Girl
(she screams without a voice)
Quite Girl, Shy Girl
(what she wants is out)
Simple Girl, Normal Girl
(heart hidden behind a wall)
That Girl,  This Girl
(she starts to lose her grip)
Pretty Girl, Nice Girl
(she is gone without a trace)

The space inbetween
Our ******
And your sleep
Is my favorite
Because I can pretend
That for once
You love me

This is for the poet
the sunshine woke up today
for the poet who loves
reading two books in a day
for the poet who should
be followed, come what may

for the poet who could
see me in the dark

This is for the poet
who dreams of a quiet place
for the poet who searches
eternally for infinite solace
for the poet who looks
for a soul and stays

for the poet who could
be with me in the dark

This for the poet
who can't be beaten down
for the poet undaunted
by the laws of the crowd
for the poet who sees
through all the thick clouds

for the poet who could
save me from the dark

This is for the poet
the moon will sing goodnight
for the poet who saves
her last breath for the stars
for the poet my heart
belongs to from the start

for the poet who could
love me in the dark

It's hard to be sure when you're so certainly uncertain.
You are my heart.
I am an afterthought.
I kid myself again.
It'll hurt,
but at least I have good intensions?