Can you look into my eyes
And watch my soul
As it struggles
Inside my head?

Can hold me close
And not let go
To stop me from breaking
Until all of my tears are shed?

Can you check my pulse
When I lay still
Peacefully
On my cold bed?

Can you try to be happy
When I finally smile
Inside the coffin
Already dead?

my male administrators seem to think that it is okay to pull me out of my classes because of my "inappropriate choice of clothing"?
since when is a quarter inch of my stomach or a shoulder showing inappropriate?
he seem to forget that he is taking me away from my education,
the education i need to make my .82 cents to his dollar.

A patchy sky leaves the moonlight with arrythmia
Leaving me to match it's rhythm
As I play "red light green light"
With the eyes and teeth that twinkle
In the shadows like stars
Painted on the void
Just beyond what I can see

You mind your steps
   after you've stumbled.
You miss your home
   after you’ve left it.
You value your health
   after you’ve been sick.

But you can’t enjoy life
   after you died.

Let’s get high.

It’s so Intense...
The flames around my nose,
My eyes flickering from side to side.
This stuff has lifted me to the sky.

It’s such a Monster...
Ruining my insides,
Making me tired,
But I’m alive.

I’m higher than the Empire State Building,
I’ve reached heaven’s gates.

Why stay down, when I can just go up-
Higher!
    Higher!
        Higher!
    Down.
  Down.
Down.

Reality is a bust.
So why don’t you come on over.
And let’s climb the mountain to Heaven.
Please don’t leave, don’t sigh...

Trust me, Baby girl...

Let’s get high.

He could lie,
and say
that the beautiful boy’s
god-forsakenly perfect
curls didn’t make
butterflies
slash
and thrash
in his stomach
every time he threw
that pretty smile
his way,
as every single time
he fumbled to catch it