You figure you're 18, okay
You wanna go outside, alright
First, stumble into a fight
Thinking you'll be okay and alright
Then they say it's all in your brain
But I didn't buy a ticket for this train


Before you know it,
It feels like the world is falling apart
I guess I'll have to take it all to heart
Now you failed me again
What am I doing up at 3 am?


Now I have been counting the stars
Hoping one leads to an answer that I want to hear.
I want to stop being dug into a grave.
While walking the earth knowing I'm not the devil's slave.


Before you know it
You are put on a million pills
Knowing you didn't want to work at the mills
Now you failed me again
What am I doing up at 3 am?


I have never seen a 17-year-old in my office before
Those words are not for the faint of heart
Yet those words tore me apart
As I stand as a mystery
I can't even think of my history


Before you know it
You are crying on your bed
Praying it is not in your head
Now you failed me again
What am I doing up at 3 am?


Doesn't your sunburn hurt? It looks bad
My tolerance is a lot higher than it used to
Like it just came out of the blue.
It doesn't feel right anymore
Like I might be an underscore.

Before you know it
You don't feel right
Why does the world seem so bright
Now you failed me again
What am I doing up at 3 am?

you had a gun,
there was blood everywhere,
but I couldn't run....
I saw the tears drowning in your eyes,
and I knew it was all a big mistake.
but you were the one holding the gun.
I didn't even hear it go off, but it did.
everything was supposed to be alright
you told me you had to do it.
and I believed you....

Greece in muted pink.

Flooded in Haiku and rubble.
The painstakingly, shin.
Filled in ghosts and napkins for yours.
When it rains.
Flowing blanketed surprise, the fiends.
Never.
Over and against certain other pains.
Because it rains.

Garrett Johnson.

I can't see my future, with my present sight, but mother says that I will be alright.

I have been skipping online classes as of late; assignments turned cold, piled up on my plate.

I am uncertain of what the future holds, certainly apprehensive of tomorrow.

So many hopes tied to just this one line.
Its all gonna be alright.

Nothing's wrong
Nothing's right
I lie awake
Crying in the night
Although I feel fine
I know I'm alright
But my mind is racing
At the thought of what might