my heart is necklaces
tangled in a forgotten
jewellery box. no one
has the time nor
patience to untangle these
chains

but then you came
along to undo this
havoc, taking each link,
pulling it apart one by one

finally these chains can
shine like they once did

thanks to you.

When I was little
I would pretend to be asleep
So my parents could believe
They didn't need to worry
And I'd wait until they'd walk down the stairs
And I'd tip toe out of bed
And sit at the top of the stairs
My head leaned against the wall
Listening to the laughter below
Imagining ball gowns
And glasses filled with bubbly drinks

So why can't I fall asleep?
Because the night has also held too many secrets
For a curious child
Who loves to dream

The boys marched off to war one by one,
They thought that war would be very fun.
Hunting and killing bad guys,
Destroying the ones that plot our demise.
The boys marched off to war, O' war.  

The second squad came in two by two,
They heard that the first squad went, "kablew".
Scared a little they marched on,
Spinning their little tiny batons.
The second squad marched off to war, O' war.

Body bags came back three by three,
Blood dripping down to their knees.
Mothers and fathers gather around,
As their children are put in the ground.
We just let them die, for lies.

Thinking. And thinking.
It's always about a number of things,
My mind never likes only one topic
Mostly because I get bored easy.

And I think, I'm not interested in boys.
I'm interested in men.
Not this annoying, ball-less ******* that hasn't learned a thing.
Maybe that's why I'm forever in love with Tom Hiddleston.

And I think, my body is wierd.
Made of broken pieces,
Glued together by angel spit.
(I guess it's been battered, as my bones are falling apart as we speak.)

And I think, I'm done with friendship.
All it seems to do is bring me woe.
You all are now acquaintances,
Far enough away that you can't shoot me.

And I finally think, I'm happy.
Even with the **** scars and broken heart,
I like the words I speak and how they power through a room.
I love each morning, a new oppurtunity for adventure.