there’s a garden in my chest – I pulled out a couple of
weeds, buried a handful of thorns, choked a sunflower
seed that was trying to grow. growing sick of watered-down
versions of love, my soul sneezed; cheeks squeezed to utter
those emotionless words from my lips,
                                      
                                                       “hey, it’s okay, I’m okay.”

if I never ask anything of you
expect nothing, give no opportunity,
you can't let me down
can't forget, change your mind
I'll keep you at a distance
so I won't expect a thing
retaining what little power I have

don’t hug me for too long, just to suffocate my heart; then
look at me surprised when I tell you, “I think I’m in love.

don’t point me out so quickly as your man – I don’t
want to disappoint you.

don’t look into my eyes for the value of love; I’m also
still confirming the price.

don’t bother yourself giving me a cold shoulder, as a child
I enjoyed chewing on ice.

don’t force me to show you my love, my presence around
you will make sure it’s more than enough.

but…

do tell me constantly, “I love you” –
those three very words, I haven’t heard them enough.

People have a very sensitive nature. The seemingly insensitive people are actually very hurt people.

The brightest star
Shines brightest in the dark
A story of who we truly are
Tiny shifts to moving large

Speeding frights
Hurling sights
Victory hides
The more we fight

I like a girl
She likes girls
It had to be
I thought it could be

Had to see it come
Good things come with a frown
She's just polite that's all
I did almost fall

Surrounded by clouds
They take me for a farce
My ideas some place in Mars
Far from human bounds

Inherit the uninhibited
Hinge from the constipated
Constipation of mind perhaps soul
Something we really can't saw

Something given
Once sold
Ask Steven
He's done it bold

Lose himself
Cast from help
Tide to hell
Eternal damnation can tell

Leap from beyond infinity
Who are we to tell what is sanity
Insane or culpability
The norms that control our liberty

Who are they to say what I can be
They want to dictate me
Have my freedom flee
Sponsor chains on my knee

I like a girl
Who can never like me
That might be crazy
But that's who she is

I guess
Can't think of anything less
Other than her undressed
I want to undress her mind

Speaking to her enlightens
Perhaps it strengthens
But she understands me
A characteristic being

I like a girl
Who likes girls
It's just the way it is
Things will always be the same

TW: ed


She hates the way she looks
Big thighs
Smart mind
Or so she’s told

But in truth
She counts every calorie
And plays with her food
Because it adds to the number on the scale

She knows she’s sick
But at least she’s skinny

So she’ll keep skipping meals
And working out far too much
But all she’s thinking is
“At least I’m skinny”

Because in truth
She hates her body
And her mind does too
So she’ll  keep skipping meals
And working out far too much

Because at least that way
The number on the scale doesn’t go up