Do you call me baby girl because you don't take me for a woman?

Treating love like child's play,
As I go from pulling pink love me not petals from roses,
To the own hairs on my head.

You say girls are just crazy,
Too complex for you,
Treating us like some kind of,
Chinese maze-rubik cube.
We're more like 20q.

When you come home from a night with the boys,
And we're giving the four W's.
But sweet boy you reek of her perfume.

Cheap flowery scent of female, £5.99 at Boots?
You act like you didn't choose.
As I sniff the scent of pink petal roses,
On your shirt and on your neck.

White shoulder,
Bruised baby blue.
As you baby girl me till your face turns blue,
But I can't even look at you.

Because who?

Who's lips were on neck?
What do you expect to happen next?
When there's lipstick on your collar,
And her caller ID is a private number.

Why did I pick you?

Like the beautiful flower in bloom,
How could I not realise that it was you?
The sour taste like perfume in my mouth,
Fingers like thorns,
Empty wishes filling my heart with love me nots.

But then maybe it's me,
Innocent pink petal pulling herself apart,
But baby boy, baby boy.
My pink blood runs blue.
You can try pluck my petals,
But it'll never make a man out of you.

- p.d.e

They say you shouldn't let your mental illness define you,
But I don't remember life before it.

I don't remember how the world looked,
Without this grey filter.
Or what colour the sun shined,
I don't remember how it felt on my skin.

I don't remember who I was,
I don't remember myself before my mental illness.

I only remember now.

- p.d.e

What is it about the night
That makes me feel more lonely than the day?

How can I miss the sun
When it still hangs in the sky
Only hidden behind the moon

Maybe it's because at night
Everyone is hidden behind their moon
And I am behind
Waiting for my time in the sun

- p.d.e

11:11
I wish for happiness

11:11
I wish for love

11:11
I wish for you

But be careful what you wish for.

11:11
I wish you are happy  

11:11
I wish you are loved

11:11
I wish for you to wish me

- p.d.e

Oh how my body craves the moon
I spot it hanging in the sky
Big and bright
Radiating it's moonlight
Through the mist

Oh how I crave to touch it
So tempting so desirable
It feels so close
Yet it is lightyears away
Unreachable  

Now and then the mist clears
I get glimpses of it's light
Bathe in it's shine
But the mist always comes back
Each time thicker than the last

A war between the light
And the mist
Smoke as dark as night itself
Forever shadowing the moon
Keeping it from shining bright

It's so hard to want something
So untouchable
I keep telling myself
If I reach out far enough
Maybe I can grab it

But it'll always be too far

- p.d.e

How can we stand in a world
That forces us to live on our knees?
Fight when the heroes are just villains in disguise
And we're living life on the ceiling

We burn money
And use the same fire to destroy the bridges
That were built to bring us together
You are led to plead for a life that is yours to live freely
Fear a leader who should serve to protect you and your family
Lost in the mists of uncertainty

All for a 'brighter future'

But brighter is wrong when the correct term is whiter
How about we paint the world
Red, white and blue?
But oh how the blue runs red and drips on the carpet
And all that's left is

White

And it's funny to me
How you all fail to realise
That a white canvas
Is blank without a bit of colour

- p.d.e