I am scared.
I cheated on life.
on my life.
on my life.
I cheated and went to hell.
I lied.
I hate myself.

Clean slate.
It didn't happen.
I didn't cheat on life.
on my life.
on my life.
It was all a dream.
It didn't happen.
I smile.
I laugh.
I love myself.

Everything just works out for itself.
I am me, and always will be.
Smile, and live your life.
Be happy.
Smile.
Smile.

I SAID SMILE! :)

I wake up with your eyes
your hands feeling soft

a rainbow shining
through the open window
the window of a new morning

a day to start so bright
so fresh and open
like a wound
not ready to heal
but so ready for love

ready to be
to feel
to
be
with
you

till the night never comes
and the moon stays up
and
the stars speak
their love
of
the sky

bees start to buzz
the song of a new season
not a cloud in the sky
not a fool around to see
that you are dancing
in the breeze
to the song of the bees

the moon breaks out
and shines a way to your heart
the frost caressing our touch
the leaves of autumn blowing by
the heat of the sun
making it hard to breathe

but still
the bees will buzz
their song of joy
with the blue blue sky
and with no fools to see
that you are dancing
in the breeze
to the song of the bees

Burst of wallowing winds
howling nights
sleepless days
a figure
in the distance
so whole
so fresh
a shadow of guilt
with no strings
it all
eats at my heart
taking little bites
until
there is nothing left
but a shell
of wind and tears

stretching out in a frown
can you feel the clowns?
coming forth
to collect
all your happy smiles

can you feel them
taking away your strength
making your sparkles dull
can you feel the clowns?
running down on you

run away my love
don't ever look back
don't let them get close
let the clowns stay sad
and run to the purple
where the hiccups are

can you feel them
taking away your light
can you
feel...
the clowns?

they are ready to collect...

Can we pretend that I'm amazing
instead of what we both know

I hurt us
for that I apologize, my love
will we be okay?

I miss everything about you
I can't believe you still want me
or if you really do?

can we pretend that I am perfect
instead of what we both know

I hurt you
I can't take that back
as much as I try
it will always be there

I miss everything about you
the little things mean the most
I can't believe you still want me
or if you really do?

can we pretend that I'm amazing
instead of what we both know

I hurt myself
for that, I am glad.

the tape presses against her mouth
she wonders why she can't speak

tears melt her eyes
she ponders why she can't see

too much speaking and trying to understand
she wonders why she can no longer hear