Kisses on the hand,
Little things we do...

The snow falls outside my window,
Fierce winds pelt the sides of my empty home...

My first boyfriend,
Although I was not your first you were...

Why torture so when pain is evident?
See the tears rolling down these ivory cheeks...

In this quiet corner,
I sit and wonder what it would be like...

Is this the end?
End all cascading tears...

So do you realize that you treat me like a child?
You expect me to react as an adult and I cannot...

Leaping for the stars when all the world is...
Climbing over rooftops and clouds of fear...

I'm going crazy with lists and schedules.
I'm only sixteen...

Living a life of nothing but pain,
Created only by one's empty heart...

Cascades of sounds as sweet as candy,
Deep as a roaring tiger...

Sitting in the corner,
Holding back tears of gold...