It's kind of hard to describe what it's like.
So I need you to imagine something...
Here I am
with my knife in my hand...
He says that I am the perfect girl.
He uses 'I love you' like an excuse...
If I lost you
I don't know where I'd be...
I know what my best friend does when no ones...
Why haven't you told me
the real reason you had...
The scars on my arms tell my story
My life's sadness and faded glory...
I.
I am wearing headphones without listening to a...
I am hopeful, but I am hidden.
I wonder if things will ever be the same again...
I am the stranger walking alone,
leaning to the right with packages...
If this is poetry,
I would rather you fill...
I remember
a little house in Italy atop a sloping hill...