i fell in love with the words you used to say to me
even if you never meant for me to
(i never meant to either)

and now i love the memories and the daydreams
because i am afraid that you are gone
and they are all i have left of you

sometimes i stare out at the snow, or the flashing car lights, or the seas of people who are all going through the motions of whatever, and i wonder if i am the only one who feels this way.
people say they understand, that they feel the same way i do, but it can't be true.
because how could they feel this sad and still be alive?

sometimes i stare out at the snow, or the flashing car lights, or the seas of people who are all going through the motions of whatever, and i wonder if i am the only one who feels this way.
people say they understand, that they feel the same way i do, but it can't be true.
because how could they feel this sad and still be alive?

people will forget.
people that are important to you will forget they were supposed to care.
people that made promises will forget to keep them.
do not cry.

when your family leaves you home alone all night, do not cry.
when you have two tests tomorrow and this week has been the most stressful one yet,
do not cry.

when the boy you love only hugs you by suggestion,
and barely notices you,
when you finally realize, after all this time, that you have no chance,
do not cry.

my skin is too big
i'm
drowning
in sadness i don't understand
i'm in love
with someone i've never even heard of
i spend my days crying and
i spend my nights alone
paralyzed in confusion
and loneliness
and fear
give me your love
but don't look at me
convince me you like me
but don't try to make me feel better
i can't
i can't
i can't

please don't tell me i can do it because i can't even meet my own expectations,
much less yours.
i want to scream from rooftops and i want to punch holes in walls,
my head is exploding and itching and burning,
but all i do is cry.
i am so useless.
stop
crying
please.
i am not my favorite song, i don't know about love and loss,
but yet the lyrics make me cry and i want to sing them forever,
paint them on my walls,
brand them onto my skin.
i feel so little and so empty and so sad all at the same time,
i don't care about anybody and i am so lonely that i don't even
care about myself.
i want to be with him and i want to go out on the weekend,
but all i do is cry.
rain makes the flowers grow but these tears just make my chest ache,
and my face red,
and my vision blurred.
stop
crying
please.
poetry used to come easy but now
the only words that come are the same every time.
i want to be successful and do well but i don't care
enough to make it happen because i don't deserve it.
what's the point of doing anything when it's going to end soon?
not soon enough,
but soon.
stop
crying
please.

i cry myself to sleep all the time
and not even my phone wants to talk to me when i'm lonely