Wednesday, September 24, 2008

09/24/08

i thought if i followed your footprints
i wouldn't have ended up so behind
every tear track is another train track
and another reason you aren't mine
if i could lock my eyes with yours
i'm sure everything else would intertwine
you're not the person i thought you were
you are the only reason i keep on trying

i would like to outstretch myself on the rug of diversity.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

sept 07 08

this pen is drawing curves and zig zags becuase i don't know how to think straight
yours is drawing x's and o's, trying to catch me, i think you've trapped me
i don't know how to speak
but you just don't know how to listen
i'll ink a wishbone on my forearm
you'll find another door to kick in.

you're nothing of your own, i've seen you mopping up their feelings
regurgitate what you stole, we all know there's so much we're concealing
i could take a step
but i can't guarantee you'd take it back
let me rebuild everything i thought
and you can teach me how to crack

if i could relearn some charm maybe i could have avoided everything
if you understood how i am, maybe there wouldn't be anything
but every x is a mountain
and every three are only mistakes
come over for some lessons
i can teach you how to break.

i tried to hold my head up, every bad word i tried to chew
if you flattened me out completely, this wild heart would still protrude
i can't grasp whatever's happened
i guess i'll pretend i know what i believe in
invite me to sit down
and i'll just listen to my own breathing

you forgot what this was about

Sunday, August 24, 2008

aug 24

don't tell me if you're empty this is how you feel

recreate your art and try and catch some attention
ask me to elaborate, I know you won’t be listening
cyclone around the washing machine, it’s so hard to stay dirty
when cleanliness leads to loneliness, assume something is missing
dry yourself off and see if this is worth saving


it’s revealed, we’re all exposed
we’re more beat up than you know


everyone was on the opposite side, of a bridge implanted with fire
everyone’s heard every breath, every eye shift says it’s tired
i’m imperfect, you’re indifferent, we form the worst possible pair
vulnerability is all i’m made of, i can’t wash it out of my hair
i’m tired of this feeling, please teach a lover how not to care.


i need you the way you don't need me.

Friday, August 22, 2008

aug 21/22


the night owl coos wishing it could get closer to you
with glossy eyes, like the lips of the one that you missed
could you open your window, i don't know how to breathe
we're sucking in our own oxygen, reinventing the people we wish we could've been
and i'm happy.

dont ever walk backwards, people might forget what we did
come sit beside me, we can feel how we did
now everything's different
but i still feel the same
if there's a fork in this road, i hope you'll come my way

the roadmaps are lying, i can't cross this street with ease
your punctuation is lying, you're not as mature as you believe
for forever i was for forgiving, until the day i saw the tracks
imprinted in my shoulders, and all along my back.
but i'm alright.

dont ever walk backwards, people might forget what we did
come sit beside me, we can feel how we did
now everything's different
but i still feel the same
if there's a fork in this road, i hope you'll come my way

i can't talk, and we're still laying in the same spot
you sound the same as you did every other day to me
now you've got something else
but i'll wait all the same
please promise you'll remember my name.
and i'm ok.

dont ever walk backwards, people might forget what we did
come sit beside me, we can feel how we did
now everything's different
but i still feel the same
if there's a fork in this road, i hope you'll come my way

we were not ever normal, and we never will be
not laying in imprints, not ever running back to this
breathe deeply when you're confronted

Sunday, August 17, 2008

aug 17

i stood behind bulletproof glass
and you were target practice for my speech
and I positioned you on the other side
where you watched my sentences puddle at your feet
i don’t really know anything about being like you
and I never thought that recycling and forgiveness went hand in hand
the same way everything you ever said was tongue in cheek
the same way you felt before we played tongues and cheeks

it's not like me to dig in the dirt
scrubbing bones just so i feel a little less
or maybe it's so i can feel a bit more
if there's something to rely on, it's already gone, i'm sure.
you cant expect a firecracker to go off without notice
just like you cant expect a bomb to solve everything that makes you scared
the thing that keeps you up at night should never be replaced
you were all that kept me up at night so look me in the face
i want you to write it on my lips that it wasn't for the chase
im begging you to try and tell me the feelings were never the same

if i walked backwards for eight hundred blocks
we could meet again and have better intentions
and i wouldn't have spent
two whole years
counting the cents/sense i've lossed

Monday, August 4, 2008

heha. august 4th

you cleaned off your slate before i even began on mine.
i guess we're both too late, i know i run from the time
because when the hour hand swivels it's drawn a line
a boundary that stops me from taking a hint
because it's too busy trying to smother my lips;.

click click's gone the switch that's turned my lights off
the butterflies in my brain have stopped stirring it up
words curved in footprints at your spot, yeah you're spotted
have no impact on me, you were never really what i wanted.

i sat your feet, chained your legs, we've never ever been even
with your casual ignorance you altered everything i believed in
now you're raveled in something else i can't hope you will succeed in
because you deserve to sit on the receiving end for a while
no, i don't want to see you hurt, but right now i don't want to see your smile.

click click's gone the switch that's turned my lights off
the butterflies in my brain have stopped stirring it up
words curved in footprints at your spot, yeah you're spotted
have no impact on me, you were never really what i wanted.

i thought i felt you breathing through your teeth
but you decided we were never that close
and when you said i was important
i never realized i had to take a number.


click click's gone the switch that's turned my lights off
the butterflies in my brain have stopped stirring it up
words curved in footprints at your spot, yeah you're spotted
have no impact on me, you were never really what i wanted.