Change Me

Take me by the hand.

Tell me a story that I haven't heard before.

These cliche happy endings are becoming monotonous.

I'm no longer the happy-go-lucky person that I was.

Whisper sweet nothings into my ear.

I don't even know what they are.

But it'll be new and exciting.

I want to experience something that is unknown to me.

Make me laugh or cry.

It's been awhile since I've done either.

I just want to feel something other than the pain.

It'll have to be powerful, nothing can lessen the sadness.

Let's run away.

Into the neon lights and secondhand smoke.

Change my life for better or worse.

I'm right behind you.

Fire and Ice

Fire and ice.
Isn't it nice?
To have such variety?

You say you're unique.
But it's conformity you seek.
You don't have to lie to me.

You know the truth.
You don't need proof.
You're not as different as you seem.

Reality check,
I'll be back in a sec.
Please come down from your dream.

I suggest you don't lie.
Have no regrets, and then die.
That's the way it'll be for me.

Just be what you want.
Try not to flaunt.
It's not so hard can't you see?

Fire and Ice.
Isn't it nice?
To have such variety.

Do You See What I See?

The dawn rising from behind the jagged mountains.
Blue, green, and orange artificial lights blinking. Taking up energy.
A crooked rug that will be my favorite item in my New York apartment ten years later.
The outline of the black desk that took hours to put together. Words of frustration.
Do you see what I see?
Tissues that wiped away the tears. The blood.
Superficial happiness lining the bookshelf.
Memories of a time when I was happy arranged in order from smallest to biggest on the window sill.
A shiny new computer contributing to the bleeding.
Do you see what I see?
Do you want to?