You're growing fonder of me, I can tell.
But the position I'm in hurts like hell.

I love you.
I really think I do.
It may have always been there, or maybe it's something new.

We have nothing in common, you and I.
And to say I didn't care would be a lie.

We're just brown.
Together, in this white town.
That's the only reason you have me around.

You're cocky and scholastic.
genius and bombastic.

Capable of being more
Than the school system's *****.
I hope you discover all that life has in store.

I love you.
But I hate the things you do.

I don't want to be your mom.
I try hard to remain calm.
Even if I think this path is wrong.

You overt your eyes in the hall
And it drives me up the wall

Your dark hair and dark eyes.
The need for normal will be our demise.
Being brown friends is no compromise.

That's why I'm so ******* you.
Even though I don't mean to.

You're too busy with applications
And pursuing dull aspirations
You're lack of time for love fuels my frustration.

But for now I'll shut my mouth.
Let your plan play out.
I'll find other things for us to talk about.

Like how brown we are.

Could it be?
A once small crush might pine for me?

How pleasant that would be.
We'll have to wait and see....



If I **** it up again.

It's usually pretty easy to forget how much of a kid I still am.
I'm only eighteen, ****, why should I feel older?

I laugh when I stumble and before I know it
I'm usually picking myself up and speaking in chatplay (falls over and dies).
I have 69 followers and the fact always makes me grin.
I can't help but glance at your face and whisper to myself,
*"You make my heart go *doki doki."

I remember asking

Can I go to the restroom?

a lot

and getting the same ******* response

I don't know; Can you? as I leave the room

answering myself

with two working legs and a full bladder

returning to a scolding

and everyone watching something

How Ships Sink

I think of some poems of empty people and slouching

and I don't think that I think that

I read it and remembered having read it

somehow

some slip

or conjuring of a movie clip of ships sunk

no

sorry

*Why

and it's empty and cold.
So a reflection, actually.
I send  you my love
I care for you so much and I am delicate with you.
but...
I am a screaming heart
being muffled and drained by indifference and the sound of bitter static
I love you madly
I want to hold you when you cry and make you *** and sigh..
yet I feel like a fool when I do this all
and I draw and I draw forever....
When there's no wool from you to keep me warm and no warm returns of my letters.
The inside of my chest is becoming hollow because I gave too much.

This is safety,
Not my home.
Turn the lights out
As you go.
Let me sleep.
Just let me sleep.

Just me and a blanket
All alone
Will I wake up?
Nobody knows.
Let me sleep.
Please just let me sleep.

I've spent too much time
Waiting on my phone.
Truth be told
I am on my own.
So let me sleep.
I think I'll just sleep.

I dont have a reason
To keep fighting.
Whatever happens
I dont think I'll mind it.
As long as I sleep.
I'm just gonna sleep.

I'm still around
For when im needed.
Obviously I'm not,
I finally believe it.
I need to sleep.
Don't wake me from this sleep.