Art is supposed to be beautiful
My mind is far from that
Memories and dreams mix together
It was far too much to look at

Blades and apologies
Water bottles and gum
Anything to pretend
Anything to be numb

Creating a person
Made out of emptiness
Morphing myself into a human
Because God knows I wasn’t one

Blonde bits of hair
Tears of despair
Long letters with kisses
Flowers for your stitches

I never forgot the look on your face
When I told you what I’d done
Regret and disappointment
Fear and uncertainty
I hate for you to see me
Your face painted lovingly

I’m more than a mess
More than a dumspterfire
But I’ve been broken every now and then
And through the darkness
I’ll find a way to be pure once again

Pictures of her hang quietly on my wall
Carelessly tracing her fingertips along my jaw
Gift wrapped chocolate
Secret handwritten letters tucked in my pocket
Unspoken words
Never to be heard

This feeling of belonging
Unfamilar, but sweet
It enveloped my soul
Making me feel oh so complete

This feeling, so fleeting
So bitter and painful
All I wanted was something real
But I always end up with with someone hateful

In the end, I’m glad you left
We weren’t meant to be
But I still think about you, sometimes
As my own bittersweet memory
You never really loved me

Your such a cryptic lyric
A virus in my brain
You use me as shield
To deflect all of your pain.
Why can’t you accept
And sometimes take the blame
Why am I being manipulated
And left outside in the rain.
I cannot work you out
You love me then you hate
Im of to the kings arms
To have a drink
With my friendly mate.

Summer jackets
They're really useless
Only really used for fashion
They're so thin
Almost even see through
They're an unnecessary accessory
Something you add to your outfit
At the last second
Not to keep you warm
But because you thought your outfit
Was just a little boring

Summer jackets
Everyone has one
Even if it's at the back of your closet
You still own one
So easily forgettable
The zipper sometimes broken
Some stains
Some rips
Something you don't recognize
Oh look
A crumpled dollar
In the left pocket
Wonder how long that was in there
Some bottle caps
And maybe a dime
And some leaves

Summer jackets
Never useful
But sometimes it's nice
To find the surprises that lie inside of it
But too bad you won't ever see them
Because it's at the bottom of your closet
Along with everything else you forget about
All the unimportant things