you may no longer come and go as you please
my skin has grown over the pieces you took from me
i have not asked you for anything
what i have given is yours to keep
but you no longer hold a living part of me
only dead cells and organs i no longer need
and without you, i am complete

yep. i was afraid of that.

i hope you sleep better
now that your secrets are on my chest

you can take all of my friends
and wear them
like christmas colored ornaments

they give off such pretty light
string them in your window
and i will sit outside

when a lamb wonders into a wolfs den
it's hard to say who's at fault

again?
oh god,
not again. . .

i am reading the hardest words
written in a soft note

1. i have a giant mustache. i'm actually very proud that i grew such a healthy mustache, but i think, "i can't really go in public like this." so i start plucking it out with tweezers. i think it's going to be very painful, but it actually comes off easily in big clumps of fuzz ( Read more... )

i dont know how to explain these things so i look down, or look out the window.
you ask if i'm alright and i smile, give you the thumbs up, and you are satisfied.

i'm late for work
i'm crying at work
i'm late for class
i missed class
someone is waking me up
why would they do that?