what I really want to write are the poems I didn’t write the poems that I read deep and profound what I really want to see are the things I never see feelings lost to me what I really want to write are the words I didn’t know that I didn’t know what I really want to write are the things I suspect I may never know but I really want to write them anyhow
Have you seen me recently? Have you seen me anywhere? Just can’t seem to find myself Anywhere Listen, no pressure no problem But if you happen to see me anywhere anytime please call Seriously you have my number Just call Honestly I am seriously looking for me
Don’t worry I’ve gathered up all your bad bits they were scattered across the floor I liked that you walked away And never looked back did you already know I would,d keep them temporarily in my heart
I will lay myself down now Although I am scared I will lay myself down now So you can be heard I will lay myself down now Our souls jointly bared I will lay myself down now Today we are paired
This is probably The best that I can be yes, this is probably it for me I would like to offer more and more and more even up the score but in all honestly this is probably The best that that I can be
Beautiful is misinterpreted everyday Beautiful is strived for everyday Beautiful is cried for everyday Beautiful is before you everyday Beautiful is lost to you everyday Reach!
Not sure if I could ever drink away the pain or the hurt of your memory the scattering you left behind the tattering of my heart you scattered without care or cause never caring for a minute the meaning of because
stop me before I leave say the words I need to hear before I know what they are lock the doors I have no keys for think the thoughts I never thought before show me love. no one has ever known before
every word in this conversation has been said before they fall exhaustingly at the door verbs dying of boredom on the floor vowels wishing they were dead sentences refusing to finish pronouns dying at our sound adjectives don't even show up every word in this conversation my love has all been said before.
You played my love like the sweetest violin the music so sweet to me I couldn’t see the begin I was soaked in gin I couldn’t see the begin the begin forgive me I couldn’t see the begin.
I believe this is it I believe we got there I believe this is enough I believe we know I believe the scars won’t show beneath our clothes or our eyes I believe no-one will ever hear our cries
You desperately search my eyes for answers I don’t have I’m just not that girl but I will offer you this it will honestly seriously inevitably one way or the other turn out all right or at least the way it’s supposed to turn out for you one way or the other Believe.
You want me to understand that you have wasted your life believing what your mother said she believed what she said she had no choice but she never wanted you to believe it too.
those who believe in love take one step to the right those who are burnt take one step to the left those who still believe stampede straight ahead headlong into the middle .
There is nothing I would rather do right now than sit right down beside you there is nothing than I shouldn’t do right now than sit right down beside you