Mirror, mirror on the wall
was I always meant to fall...
I Know You’re Gone...
But Still I Wait Up Till Dawn...
Doing my best
Working really hard...
Nothing makes me cry
Movies don't make me cry...
The shock violently strikes
I gasp, inhale sharply...
Why should we give a damn about each day
There already numbered anyway...
Even if the heavens,
Where to replace all of the falling stars...
Inhale the smoke,
sweet and white...
Feeling helpless,
Lost in the labyrinth of my mind...
I knew how to love once
Until one day...
"You want to go boarding?
I've got skis you can borrow."...
For a poet,
the morning after pill...