zipping myself into his hoodie / hoping it'd be the equivalent to being / inside his skin

I just wanted to be / the girl you broke down about in front / of your mother, screaming / that you loved me and her /saying you're a fool

Lost are we,
in this infinite abyss.
An idea in our heads,
of what is pure bliss.
Lost are we,
in this complex maze,
losing ourselves,
just to feel that praise.
Lost are we,
doing what we are told,
reaching for that goal,
until we turn cold.
Lost are we,
as we die here all alone,
dreams are forgotten,
and never written in stone.

I'm a hero today

I've saved my own skin

left my mind inside the confines of my falsely founded feelings for you

seems I've tricked myself

Into thinking a person can love,

and loose

In 24 hours flat

Because it seems to me

there's nothing left but that

running through the remnants

of my faith in all relationships

there's this picture of the girl

that I seem to see in everybody

I can't seem to shake the sensation

I'm not supposed to live this way

not supposed to seize this day

even the sky is giving me signs

that it's time to rethink the life

I've been living through you

and every other girl just like you

still can't stop thinking

about a time when things were simpler

and maybe it's been plundered

that childhood wonder

stolen by the media

no patience for being younger

grow up child

it's time to start contributing

there's a whole life ahead of you

that it seems your not considering

a career is what he needs

straighten you out real quick

no knowledge of where it leads

so I might just sit here instead

my time with you is limited

so I hope my words ring through your head

live life towards the goal

of the man you hope to be one day

with my heart and my soul

I hope I can follow the words I say

She stands with her hands clasped together, fingers entwined
at the high table in the corner of the restaurant
Staring outside at the big city
Praying that some day soon her luck might change
Maybe someone might come along and take away her heart
Maybe she'll be able to quit this job
Bringing food to children and happy families and couples celebrating their 6 year anniversaries
And maybe she'll get to have some happiness of her own
But for now she cleans off the tables
Because it's the end of the night and everyone is gone
She'll go back to her apartment
Turn on all the lights
And pretend she likes the silence

And to this day
Not much has changed
I've grown a lot
But I'm still the same

From first breath
And first sight
I have these battles
I've had to fight

16 lifetimes
One more day
Bring back good memories
Bad to fade away

Once a year
On that same night
I will drown in fear
But strive with might

When you have your eyes closed and you, lost in the seams,
there's always someone looking out for you in their dreams.
Last night special to me were you,
your head nestled so very close to mine...
Dreaming of a love eternal and true,
Oh! for last night's vision of love to find....

This suitcase is mocking me.
It's hanging wide open, laughing hysterically at me with its patent leather clown lips.
It's begging me to fill it with pretty sundresses fit for the streets of Paris,
and it sneers when I suggest my paisley swimsuit for the beaches of Italy.
I can hear it saying,
"I know you're not going anywhere, so can you please just put me back in the attic to collect dust before I get my hopes up?"
Fine, I will.
I'll place my dreams right beside you, I believe they'll collect dust nicely as well.
"Fair enough," it said.
Fair enough.