We use the word like incorrectly,
Like... if you get what I mean,
I thought it was supposed to tell us what we like, not just a word to say when we can't think of anything,

Do you like get what I mean,
We're using words incorrectly but sometimes we're just so used to saying like whenever we want,

But sometimes I just like feel like I need it there.

Things, a word we use for... well stuff really,
It's that word that we use when we can't think of things,
Teachers say it's a horrible word like stuff and that we should never use it,
But sometimes we can't think of things so we use stuff to help,
I think it's a very useful word to help with things actually

wanna hear the secret
to having a perfect day?
don't try at all
and all will be okay

I'm sick and tired of this
I wish you could understand
I'm stood here clenching my fist
But I stop and relax my hand
I've finally had enough
I've had too much
So much of it
Controlling me
***** it
I'm just gonna leave it be

Whispers in the dark,
Colors that cry,
Hallucinations that haunt your head,
Inside your body a parasite crawls,
Fear,
It lurks inside of you,
Running from no one,
No one,
Trembling,
Scratching at the thoughts,
The urges,
These voices are your only friend,
Let it take control,
Control you lack
Insanity incurs with hysteria,
Schizophrenia.

Fears become reality

Monsters don’t live under your bed

They live inside your head

Eventually you’ll end up dead

Listening to every word they say

It gets worse each day

You try to act like everything is fine

But inside you know it’s a lie

You see things that aren’t there

You hear things that make you scared

You start to go insane

Nothing will be the same

do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.

I am only human
I laugh, I cry
Im hurt at times
I pray, I eat
I do normal things
I sing, I dance
I draw, and have romance

I am only human
I am only human
I breathe I sigh
I fail I try
I am not perfect
because I am only a human.