The empty buz inside my head,
Helps me to realize I'm not dead...

Inside me lies a song bird
Sometimes I hear it sing...

When I fall asleep at night
I picture your arms round me tight...

Colors in my hair
There is something magical...

I'm not wrong nor am I bad,
Regardless of what preconceptions you had...

Through sorrows a deep, loud, cry for help,
But silenced...

Love, why must torment me so?
Leave me so I don't even know...

Telling the truth hurts so much
Yet lies do not work either...

Sometimes I think I see myself, then I always look...
I turn from the shattered glass and...

Missing you is like a spell
It makes it so I'm never well...

Elaborate shirts,
Neon leggings and headbands...

The morning has come,
A new day has begun...