You are an empty parking lot at night
You are the inside of an abandoned store
You are my room at 4:30 AM,
Left over heat,
cold taking over.
I'm sorry I wasn't the picture you painted of me
I'm sorry I couldn't complete you.
We were walking in the streets at midnight
I was breathless and my skin was cold.
You were that night
When we stared at the sky and kept me warm
I'm sorry I believed that's who you were.

In a few years, most of these people you won't know.
They move away, you get in arguments, and life moves on.
In a few years, you'll finally get a job and get out of that house.
Stop hurting yourself.
Stop poisoning your body.
Things are not hopeless.
For the first time, you'll get a tattoo
Your best friend is going do it
You won't stop there.
Things are not hopeless.
You'll snap a few times,
And try to find an escape.
It's going to be okay, and it's going to work out.
Thing are not hopeless because
In a few more years you'll open your eyes
And you'll shed the social anxiety
Someday you'll be able to hold a conversation with strangers.
Someday you're going to be okay.

the type of people my father told me took up space and air
Is the exact people I grew to hang around.
They race in their cars and get in wrecks,
And to put it nicely, I've seen too many eyes  go          .                                  blank.
The things they said circles where they were going,
And that's a Friday night party because that's they life they live.
But now there's helicopters waiting at the church doors
Its midnight and everyone on the highway is awake.
Now there's ambulances
Now there's kids that'll probably never walk again, probably never breathe again.
All for what? An adrenaline rush?

Hi, my name is female.
I might not fold my hands the way she does
Or flip my hair the way that girl does.

Hi, my name is female.
The width and length I am shouldnt define if I'm qualified for Vogue.
The way I lick my lips may not be as attractive as the next female,
How my eyelashes flutter may not appeal to you.

Hi, my name is female and I like mashed potatoes and Thai coconut.
They say “eat less, its prettier. Where this, it shows more.”
Why?
I shouldn't have to balance myself on misleading scales that does nothing but swallow my pride up.

Hi my name is female.
Because one chicken breast is smaller than the other….it's not the same?
Because another person's peach is plumper than mine….its better?  
They're still the same and we should treat them the same.

Words get thrown at us everyday and its expected of us to pick them up and change the way we are.
No.

Hi, my name is female and I shouldn't be talking this way just for a guy.
I shouldn't be crying for this guy,
I shouldn't be kissing up to this guy,
I shouldn't be changing for a guy,
I wasn't made for a guy.

Because I can't reach my toes like the next female, shouldn't mean a thing. Because my palms may ash more or my bones may creek more, shouldn't define how pretty I am.
Her hair may reach her elbows, her hair may touch her neck.
Her skin might love the sun, her skin might hate it.
Its still beautiful.

Hi, my name is female and I like mashed potatoes and Thai coconut.
Just because you may not like it, doesn't mean Its gross or Im repulsive..

One female can say, “I am” while the other girl across the street can say, “I is.”
“No I won't”
Or
“No I ain't”

I can still smile just like the next female,
I can hold a laugh,
Cough,
Sneeze,
Wink,
Eat like the next female.

We're all one conjoined masterpiece.
One cannot make me feel low of myself.
One will not tell me she's better than me.
One will not let me cry my eyes out.

Hi, my name is female and I have a name.
My name defines me.
I am beautiful just like the next girl who likes mashed potatoes and Thai coconut.

Embrace your beauty, honey. You're gonna have it forever.

You should hear my thoughts right now
It's moving faster than I can think
Do you ever realize how replaceable you are?
You'll die for your friends
And they'll be happy to live without you.
Minimum hours of sleep
And the walls begin to fall.
The small sounds are terrifying me and I'm scaring myself.
I wonder if they can hear me talk

I happen to jump at shadows,
My mind is filled with a guilty conscience
But I'm not sure why.
.I've been searching for answers late at night.
My eyes are closed and the lights are out
But there's thunder outside and the trees are falling down
I can't help but think that I'm the wind and lightning that caused this mess
.if you'll be my debris, I'll be your everything.
I lock the door and turn the lights off just so I can't see my own shadow.
i don't want to remember where I've been sometimes
I don't want to think about who i used to be.

lets be eighteen forever
It never stops.
We live the life the good kids
Wish they could contribute to
They'll try But
We can't wait on the other side
Of jumping fences
The Suns in my eyes but the lights are still low.
And we have to own every little moment
We are far brighter than the darkness we left
And we have our own fire.