I started missing you today
I usually don't miss people because missing people is weird and sad
and I already have enough negativity in my head
when you whisper hello
and make me turn my head
and remind me
Then I get this ticking sound in the back of my head
and I keep telling my feet it's time to turn around
but then I remember
that even if I started walking
I would never find you
and then the itch comes back
and the tick turns into a beat
then I realize its a mix of my heartbeat
and me repeatedly punching the wall or my head
maybe if I could feel that'd clear that part up
and I remember the questions
I needed to ask you about math class
and I remember your little sister
telling me that you had a crush on me
and to keep it a secret
and I remember the swing set we pushed her on
and the only thing I can't remember is
when you told me you loved me
but I know you did
because I told you I loved you too
and I still do love you
and I know I should remember that
above everything else but I don't
and I'm sorry
I'm so sorry for everything
I'm sorry I didn't help you cheat on that test
and I'm sorry I didn't save you a seat at lunch that one time
and I'm sorry I forgot to study with you the other night
and I'm sorry I let you walk home because I was mad at you
and I'm sorry I let that car be the last thing to kiss you

t.w

Count your fingers.
There's still ten.
But you don't get on to me
for counting them again.

Our generation will be known for nothing
Never will anybody say
We were the peak of mankind
That is wrong the truth is
Our generation was a failure.
Thinking that
We actually succeeded
Is a waste , now we know
Living only for money and power
Is the way to go
Being loving respectful and kind
Is a dumb thing to do
Forgetting about that time
Will not be that easy but we will try
Changing our world will not be easy
Is something we never did
Giving up
Was how we handled or problems
Working hard
Was a joke
We knew that
People thought we couldn't come back
That might be true...

hold myself tight
find a new metaphor for loneliness
to symbolically scratch and burn away
find a different voice to speak my name
so i can hide under the covers
and pretend i hear nothing
let me be lost to myself for a little while
make it a treasure hunt
aren’t i worth the effort?