"Leave My Lonliness Unbroken"

Lipstick prints on the mirror. Is all thats left of me. I stole away in the night. I can't take the tearful goodbyes That won't mean a thing beyond this moment. I'll send my love back in bomb threats.

It's No big deal. What are a few more secrects between best friends. she said "You're so lucky to have someone like him." Yeah. thats me the luckiest girl in the world. Leaving without saying hello. 'Wana get out of this place?' I'm already out the door.

This is hell and the high watermark is just above my chest.

Tell Me I didn't waste those 11:11 wishes on you

Starry eyes and whispered goodbyes. Just a breath on waiting lips and pressed hips.

Ran out the door. left my life at home. I've got directions, but nowhere to go. where the 'X' should be is the empty space where my heart once resided.

Silent Ringing

Chasing after best friends. take me, take me. how was your day? because mine was lonely. thanks for letting me know you cared. thanks for always being there. P.S. note my sarcasm. Going back to the beginng won't change a thing. All I can do is get out and don't look back. Everytime I try to tell you No you jerk the chain wrapped tight around my throat and flip on the flair for dramatics and false 'I Love You's. It's too late, too late.

Generation "Y" Should I Care

This is a part of the "no future generation" Imediate gratification and no consideration. You're striving to get out and be 'in' This murder scene of this tragic act that is a badly written play, only you are sitting in the audience. The critics reviewed that those attending are dressed to kill. So it might as well be a hit. Though thye forgot to mention the victims: the characters onstage and yours.

Diamond dusted eyes in a crowd of fakes. though they may shine brighter only the genuine shine true.

It's Better That You Don't See The Real Me For The Sake Of Your Nights

late nights with just me and that flashing line. I put my fingers to the keys but nothing comes out. the output im allowed is taken by one oversized mouth that doesnt know when to shut up if it slit its throat. I'm just as bad as the next person the lies just slip off my tounge like cars off bridges. maybe if I do it enough I can convince myself that its true.