Silly Frustration

Love Lyrics To A Finite Song

I miss you

But I have to study for midterms

I can't wait for this summer

You love my “burns”

Now I believe that you are true

I want to be with you

I'm in my messy room

It's my lazy Saturday

I need the warm for the fresh fruits to bloom

It feels like a dream that I'm with you

I want to be physically with you

We might not be seeing each other much

You want to party

Your hand, for you, I will touch

I want to hug you

More than cute wound never describe you

Now I am comfortable with you on my mind

We are very similar

I'm letting myself slowly go blind

I'm falling for you

I'm surprised I went back for you

I can smell you on my sweatshirt

You drive me crazy

In our pasts we've both have been hurt

Why am I still writing about you?

My head still decides to never stop thinking about you

Love lyrics to a finite song

Someday all of this might haunt me

I hope this lasts long

Me and you

Solitary Confinement

It felt like solitary confinement

They have my finger print

All the windows had a tint

It was hard to see

Anything but all the problems wrong with me

Drowning in the unknowing sea

Been here so long I’ve got belly button lint

Can they take the silence as a hint?

May I have a breath mint?

Outside I can hear them talking

The secrets are shocking

That door I’m locking

The things I hide

Behind some deceptive lies

My heart dies

Inside here I have no control

Maybe he is secretly the troll

Trapped is my soul

My body is so tense

Just hop the fence

It sounds like I don’t make sense

Inside I’m dead

Heavy as lead

I don’t look fed

I wonder what they are saying

In here I’m slowly but surely decaying

The video cameras revealing everything, replaying

Somehow they forgot me

I long to be free

The new, changed world, I want to see

When is the last time I saw the bright shooting stars?

As I try to imagine mars,

Through the cold, rusty, thick, medal bars

At somebody getting in their car

I wonder what their life is like

Strike, strike,

Strike

I’ll get though this

No one has ever truly been here for me, there is no one I miss

No one is one the list

My only friend in here is a flickering light

I’m not done with this fight!

Will I be forced to stay another scary, rough night?

However this room is also bliss

As I reminisce

At least I’m finally away from the battles, the silence is a gentle kiss

When I’m Happy

When I'm happy

Happiness won’t seem like a foreign word

And there will be tons of space

To run free at a great pace

I won’t feel like I'm constantly getting criticized

For just being me

No longer shall my work,

Be torn up by jerks

I won’t feel snappy

And the lines won’t be blurred

I won’t feel condemned to hide myself behind them

As a flower never give away your stem

There will be boundaries

Because people don’t think I deserve them

Because I'm not of age

And never will be because I'm just baby sage

I stopped dreaming

When I got tired of society feeding on my dreams

And twisting them into something I didn’t want

So I just played off nonchalant

But maybe one day

I’ll find myself…

Petting a german shepherd

While listening to Def Leppard deafeningly loud

And fall asleep with a tired smile

One that I wore all day

I’ll be able to get lost in a dream

And come up with even crazier schemes

What Will Happen?

What will happen when this bird gets out of the cage

Will it sing and fly

Or just sit there and die?

A face full of tears

Yet none of them want to fall

An infant full of years,

Slamming doors

To close off the past

Of the hidden wars

Might as well recreate my kindergarten picture

Of a small person with the world’s tiniest smile

What a mixture

A probable mistake

A theory

Of sour birthday cake

The same will of wanting a way out

Few know what it’s like to be born into the wrong world

I'm an alien trying to find a realistic route

Hands in little fists

Ready to punch a hole in your inflexible plan for me to follow

So many things wrong with that I could make paper flowing lists

I can see my blonde hair back in my face

That I once cut into uneven bangs

Those pictures you try to erase

Like the pictures of my big toothless grin

When I had a badass black eye

My wild heart you can’t win,

With dance recital dresses

This Rockette will not dance anymore

The reason is just as good as your guesses

I'm not your special girl

I'm not anyone’s except my own

And you thinking otherwise makes me want to hurl

What will happen with this girl

When she is free of the nest

Despite her fears and guilty love, will she fly like the rest?

And Then Goodbye

A journal

A coat hanger

And then goodbye

After six months its finally soaking into my thick skull like

Acid

Absent

Abstract metal and Boston cream doughnuts

Abandoned

Adding on to heartbreak

Awe inspiring were your

Analogies

Allergies

A notepad

A pen

A plan without me

A broken heart

An open heart

All the time

At night,

Alouette sings

Adieu, to you

School Alphabet

Authority adults administration algebra

Bags bus brainwash biology

Control cruel curt childhood chemistry

Down desk document

Education evaluate execute exoskeleton embarrass

Front foil frustrate

Guidance grades graduate

Hell hooky herd health

Inquire ignorance ignore

Juggle jail juggernaut jealousy

Kill kids knowledge

Low lock luck look

Monday machine mandatory math

Notes name nausea

Operations objective obey

Punish probe persecute presentations

Quart quiz quiet

Registration require restrain

Silent sit sad scalp science

Talent tear test

Unit union unhappy

Violent vain victim

Watch wane work world

Xlyophone x's

Yearn youth year yawn

Zero zoo zone

A Night With Friends

I don’t mind where life takes me, as long as,

I can be free and freeze in the dark

Sounds horrible but you wouldn’t understand

That’s because you'd rather it be light, and warm

But the light can leave a bad mark

And the warmth keeps you on land

Flying is more fun

There are many unknown,

Mysteries that hide,

That you can find only when you're on the run

Freezing reminds you that this is probably real

It keeps you there with possible illusion of your friends

My imagination knows that I need to be the teenager I am

The idiot that loves to be goofy and loves to have a good laugh

The kind of laugh that makes you addicted all over again

The one that makes you forget about the study guide you must cram,

Painfully into your head that doesn’t deserve to be broken in half

The kind of laugh that makes you forget about everything that doesn’t matter to the tip of this pen

To laugh so hard that I’ll forget the definition of depression and anxiety and just take flight,

Away from the lies

And freeze my scars and the oncoming wrinkles so they can’t leave a mark

Run to gain some height

To get out of earshot of their cries

And just know that together we are a single spark

It hailed

It was a storm trooper halestorm

I tried to count the raindrops

And failed

Because I can only count to four in correct form

Then we jaywalked in front of the cops

I want to go all night,

With you guys

Go all the way and see the sun come and break the dark

And then go to bed and not have me, myself and I fight

Go to bed content with who I really was today and take to the skies

And fall asleep on the blue side in the park

Grades

Just watching your grades drop down to failure

What specific grade makes you a failure?

At what point are you considered a success?

If a 65 is passing, what’s so bad about a 64?

Are you a failure if you have a 0?

Or are you beating the system of grades;

And beating the government?

The difference between a 100 and a 0

Is just one

One point, that’s all

So let me make a good one

When we meet we shall laugh about those bad grades

And those teachers who said you were going nowhere

And all the classes that laughed at you and took you as a joke

School doesn’t teach you life; life does that

School is just an old factory that produces brainwashed people

You are taught to want to graduate and move onto college

Then get a job, fall in love and have a family

But for you and me

We need something different!

Safety Blankets

I don't like having a safety blanket

The kind that your grandma knit

When I have one I cut it

It makes me feel vulnerable

This is why I'm not exactly hug-able

Unfortunately for me I'm like-able

So in my case

I don't like the safe space

Or seeing your face

I don't want to get attacked so I'm going to keep my distance

Yes, I am probably causing the resistance

No, I don't need any assistance

Yes it's bizarre

Watch out when you're not looking I'll crash your car

I'll earn a new scar

Go out smashing windows

That's not even one of my lowest of lows

My safety blanket does not run with the flow

Without one I'm able to go around looking for trouble

Making love to this town's rubble

But if I had one, you could easily make me crumble

When I do have one I cut it

Especially the kind that your grandma knits

I dislike having a safety blanket

Hey Girl!

You know you're my friend if you sign your name with a star

And you seal envelopes with nerd saliva

Girl, you're dang beautiful but you don't see it

Hand it to yourself, please I love you

For thinking I'm going to be famous

I miss you

Poor planning but we still should awkwardly get together I owe you a poem

We have lasted about 2 years without seeing each other

We're so weird

See, when your name pops up it makes me happy However you'll always be my buttrift

Who needs any insolent fuckboys?

This one has been stealing my poems

Do you know that you amaze me Angry Satan,

You are not afraid to talk about

A friend who's easy and eager to talk to, even about

Poo, you're used to it That one is my fault

We have lasted so long

Thank you for being here

Glee, I’ll try to write about just for you