sometimes it's hard to tell
what music reinforces
and what it creates
inside the mind
or heart
a part
of which
one is more
exposed in the
moment, though that
may change from
note to note
depending
on the
state of
mind i find
myself in

Isn't it funny how time can hurt you so bad
You procrastinate
You don't cherish the moments
You take everything for granted

Time can take everything from you
Someone you love may be gone forever
You may be oh-so-happy for now
But Time is merciless

All the happiness can be **** out of you
Only regret would be left
Pain really demands to be felt
Until it makes you numb

But you know what makes it sadder?
Because it's somehow your fault
Time has given you enough
Enough to express your feelings and thoughts to others

But we're coward
We're foolish
We're scared to show that we care
Too dumb to realize how important it is

Now, time had to take you away
We had endless chances
But what did we do?
Nothing

Sometimes I fear
I will run out of things to write about.
Often I fear,
I already have.

Show me how you cry.
Show me how you drink red wine
and pass the time.
Show me how you freak out,
how you clasp your palms
through moments of doubt,
careful to let nothing slip out;
let nothing recede the paint on your face-
I know that your careful eyeliner
is the borderline to help you find your place.
Show me how you sleep.
Show me how you
fall into routine;
show me how you have learned to stumble through life
and look as if you have not missed a stride.
Show me the freckle
on your inner thigh,
show me how you drink red wine,
show me how sometimes, you want to die.
Show me how you cry.