Indifference,
Defines my life
Thin line between
Happiness and depression
No one knows
The things that
Upset me,
The way I truly feel
I am not pleased,
Dissatisfied,
With virtually everything
Dishonest to myself
And distant to all those
Who think they are close to me
No one really knows me,
No one has ever seen
The real me,
No one is trusted
Stress,
Outweighs all,
Pressure to please others
Never myself
And in this cruel world
No one cares
Even those who claim to
Want merely
My affection,
Praise for the moment
When that time
Has passed,
They care no more,
As they never truly did
Countless are the hours
I spend on others,
Worthless are the dollars
I spend on others,
Just to be kind,
Simply to help
Slim to none
Is the reciprocation
I receive
Time and time again
I believe
Things will change,
I am wrong,
I know this,
I’ve known this
For a long time,
Yet still I try
All that is good
In this world
Is me,
All that is true
In this world
Is me,
All that I need
In this world
Is me

Your genius, your demons
They are one in the same
Your genius, your demons
They drive you insane

Your genius, a bulb
That shines bright in your mind
Your demons, a cross
That ignites when you die

A bulb that may shatter
And scatter your thoughts
A cross that may splinter
And leave your hopes lost

Your genius, a demon
That’s dragging you down
Your demons, a genius
That’s up in the clouds

A demon, that’s witty
He’s clever and quick
A genius, that’s frail
He’s shrouded in mist

Your genius, your demons
They are one in the same
Your genius, your demons
They drive you insane

Sleeping in a hotel,
Away from home
The mattress seems cold and hard,
Like a prison floor
The body next to mine is warm,
Raising so slightly with her
Shallow morning breaths
How we got here,
I don’t remember
But the emptied bottle of
Grey Goose by the bed
Seems to be a clue
It even explains the aching,
A dull pain behind my eye
I roll closer to the stranger
Next to me, draping an arm
Over her soft skin
As if hoping to absorb,
The name of this beauty
Her hair, like straw,
A golden brown, the faint
Scent of smoke
From the night before
Soft lips press to mine
“Good morning”, she says,
Her voice seeming angelic
“Hey”, I reply,
And we share a smile,
After we rise
“Last night”, the words
Fumbling from my mouth
Before I could even finish,
“Don’t worry about it”,
The door shutting behind her,
She left me with nothing,
But I, was in love

We were lying down, we were looking up
From the cemetery grounds at the sky up above
You were just a friend but I wanted more
I looked into your eyes and your head leaned forward

Lips pressed together, I felt your touch
Down in my stomach butterflies flew up
Leaned back in and stole one more
This feeling that I had I never felt before

In some weird way when we very first met
I knew we’d be together we were perfect set

We were sitting around by the fire
Drinking at the lake while the moon rose higher
Had a little fight, tell me what’s wrong
We can work this out and we’ll move right on

Took a stroll on down the beach
Walked for a while felt the sand in our feet
Said hey Meg you know I’ve been thinking
You should be my girlfriend is what I’m wishing

In some weird way when we very first met
I knew we’d be together we were perfect set

Couple months later and we’re still going strong
I’m happy that I met you and I hope it lasts long
We’ve hit a few bumps since we’ve been on the road
But no couples perfect and I want you to know

That I care about you so **** much
I know I get mad and don’t say it enough
But I care about you so **** much
Wouldn’t let a thing happen to you sweet stuff

In some weird way when we very first met
I knew we’d be together we were perfect set

Tracing the outline of her face
On a photograph she’d given me once
What now seems like so very long ago
Smoothing out the torn corners
As I once smoothed out her wild hairs
Ignoring the fading colors
Trying to remember just the way she felt
Running a finger from her chin to her cheek
Examining the crease of her smile
Before gently pressing fingers to
The two small beauty marks beside her nose
You can barely notice the one
But I’ll never forget it
I can recall every detail so perfectly
As if we had never even been apart
But it’s been ages now and I’m not sure
If my memory still serves me right
That’s why so often these days
I pull this picture free
From the folds of my wallet
And gaze at it for hours
Photo paper so worn and glossless now
Grown thin from the countless times
I’ve sat and traced that beautiful face
Only to do it a thousand more
Until there’s holes in this photograph
And my memory of her is all that remains

Even though we don't talk
Even though we're not on good terms
I'd still defend you to the death
And I'd never be against you
You see...
I didn't leave because I don't love you
I left because I love you too much