Little colored lights
dotting the world below...

Your avoidance is endearing,
so sweet you'd think of me...

Why can't I be an anchor?
Why can't I be strong...

When did this lamp's glow
become so yellow and so harsh...

Stillness of almost night,
a twilight of the ugly kind...

The tired clock's fingers reach,
reach for the stars, reach into space...

Can sweetness kill a girl?
if so, kill me now...

Critisize a little harder,
I know just how that feels...

Fly away, my little sparrow,
I suppose you're truly free...

Veneer to mask the pain,
it has become a cage with iron bars...

A key is just a key
until it bites into a thumb...

Talk big and watch the sky bleed,
mirrored in the lake that is my eyes...