When we were in our teens we were convinced that we had so much love to give, so much love to be in....But then break up after break up, you realize something: that wasn't love. Love is a force that exceeds past relationships. It is not to be confused with freshness or infatuation because when you finally fall in love it consumes your life, inevitably. It doesn't matter where your "relationship" stands, all that matters is that you love that person.

Among many other small organs, id like to give you my heart. I'd eagerly plunge my tired fingers into my chest and rip it out for you. I've heard the internal organs only last for 72 hours out of the body, so ill do my best to get to you in time.
I am a rotten piece of meat but that's all I have to offer you in trade of your love. I am so lucky to have my heart ripped from my rib cage and given to you, I am trusting you'll treat this rotten, scarred heart in a good way.

You are the ringing in my ears
You are the splinter under my fingernail
You are the bruises on my shin
You are such a painful presence but I crave your pain

Man much respected he was.
Honest opinions he gave.
All tolerated him with smile;
Even if negative, men brave!

Honest opinions when all gave.
His eyes filled with tears.
Much disrespectful he turned;
And closed both his ears.

written September 10, 2014

"All these old folk sippin on their coffee complaining about drug dealing, I wonder how they'd be feeling
If they knew what they were drinking was a drug
And all this talk about blacks vs whites
One man claims 'oh I'm not racist' but holds his views tight
About straight marriage
Claiming homosexuality is okay but if you're gay to stay away because he doesn't want you lifestyle publicly portrayed
They complain about the gays but also don't know that their daughter once went in a room with another girl and had her way
Straight, gay, lesbian - it's all the same
People complain about them all as if stating your opinion is going to stick out from another's
And how about this talk on teen mothers?
Complaining how abortion should be illegal yet she doesn't even know the other?
Are you expecting a child who has dreams and hope
To give up and raise a child because their daddy was addicted to dope?
Nope.
Your attitude on abortion is absurd
Have you heard - that it's not qualified as ******?
Or are you going to be close minded and let the girl suffer from her one mistake?
It's time to awake
And think about what decisions we really need to make
Like stricter security in schools, so they can't keep getting shot up by fools
And dealing with the homeless
I'm sure they would be blessed
It's time for people to understand priorities
And realize 'two men's love does not affect me'
All these old folk need to mind their own **** business
And let the new generation take over"

I wonder if anyone will actually see me. The real me. The serious me. The weird me. The rude me. The nice me. The me that everyone says that's beautiful apparently. I wonder if anyone will see through that fake me thing I use everyday. The fake me where I don't know what to say, the one that's always quiet because of what she thinks inside, the one that never really shares her opinions or feelings to the world when she wishes she could,  the one that hides because of the fear of being judged.
I wonder if anyone saw through my fake me. But I'm sure no one did. Otherwise I probably wouldn't hate me.

No matter how many times someone tells you that you are smart or that you are stupid, you are no more or less intelligent after those comments.

No matter how many time someone tells you that you're pretty or that you are ugly, you are no more or less beautiful after those comments.

Only your opinion of yourself matters.

No one can change the way you feel about yourself unless you let their comments influence you.

You are whatever you want to be.
You are whatever you aspire to be.
You are you and that's all that matters.

Stumbling through the city
I'm a pretend fire.
You've got a blanket on tote heart cause you know I'm a liar.

And I've brushed against your hand just a few too many times.
But you don't seem to move away
Keeping steady lines.

Woahh
I think I'm falling..
And woahh
I think I'm losing who I was..


And woahh
You think you know me but you don't...
Cause oh oh you ain't ever gonna get close..


My walls are too high
For your bloodshot eyes
And my drink is to strong
I can feel it inside..