My imaginary friend
Thought I was his imaginary friend,
I wasn't sure how real I am
So for a while I got lost
a ghost.

We shared stories of kicking life's rocks
And life's rocks being thrown at us.

If I am his imaginary friend
My life must be imaginary
Imagined by him.

There's a snow shovel
On my porch
Under a light
As bright as a torch
A place for gathering falling stars
Unfortunately snow
Is all we are
Frozen here for just one kiss
Waiting to melt
In eternal bliss
Yes it's winter
My heart is blue
I need summer
Just like you!

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i cant just say
im good or bad
i cant just say
im tired or im mad

but thats what my feelings
must be reduced to
because im not sure you
would understand the chaos
and unsteadiness
my mind has gotten used to

when i cry
or cant catch my breath
i wont know how to talk to you
because i cannot describe
the hurricane
my mind has turned into

so im sorry
if i dont say anything
or if i say im fine when im not
but i really dont understand
where to begin
with untying this knot