Is it selfish to live?
Is it selfish to love?
Am I a witch spreading seeds
Growing into flowers.

So tired of being on top of the world.
I want to be small sometimes...
The whole world is in my hand.
I'm too large to fall into someone's arms.

Is it selfish to love?
All my empathy, new
Helpless.
I'm not selfless like you.

Cocoa, where has the time gone?
It feels like its been a lifetime
And also no time
at all.

Dont wait for me

Dont cry for me when im gone

'Cause im right here
And you dont even say hello

On. Off. On. Off.

Gone.
Here.
Away.
Invisible.

Working.
Sinking.

I would just stay off.

breath is straying quickly
now its quickly gone
the window to every lonely school night
in those days gone

flickering in lights of bugs and empty doors
crawl between the spaces of my own remorse
sleep to get away and wake into a night
this hellscape isn't what i take in through my eyes

take away and look the other way to say
a little is all it will take.

i dont wanna wake up but i have to go
when you wake up from a nightmare you feel so relieved

i wake up into a nightmare and now its all i see

EVERYONE'S TO LOVE AND THEN ALL COME APART.
TEAR THE VALVE AND DRINK THE BLOOD.
ALL COMES UNDONE.

TREAT THE VERY GROUND WITH COATED BLEACH AND PAINT.
KNEEL BEFORE YOUR HATE AND TAKE THE THINGS YOU'VE DONE.

TONGUE CUT OUT THE MOUTH
SCREAM AND TAKE MISTAKES.

LOVE AND COME APART.
ALL COMES UNDONE.

I want to go back to a time
Before I knew right from left
Is it blissfulness I'm seeking
Or helplessness I miss

Irked at my own past
It foreshadows my own demise
I am afraid of the future
Because it's shadows have nothing to hide

Snow angels
No they don’t fly
It’s painful

Red stains in the snow
From a small pocket knife

I need snow angels in my life

I can never sleep but I can’t say that I want to
Tomorrow’s full of people I don’t really want to talk to
Yesterday I said that I would try to face my fears
But today is just another day I lie to all my peers

I know that I’m afraid
The music faces all but one too many ways
It takes a special kind of ear
To hear the cry for help that’s hidden beneath the fear

I can never sleep so I try to stay awake
Hell why be healthy when when he’ll never see my face
He only know what’s in my veins
Underneath the broken glass are more transparent panes

I know that it’s my brain
The music faces and I don’t want to explain
It takes a lovely kind of ear
To hear the song that’s hidden in my heart