Emma

I don't really know what to do with myself
I've been here all day and there's no one around
I watch as she sits looking distant, I feel
Her boredom as it grows and reaches for her throat
If she doesn't fight it soon- she'll never get back up

Three cheers for life, I feel at the moment
Maybe I'm a little too drunk to be talking
I said hello, but there wasn't a person
on the other line to tell me to get better soon.
I'll be fine

She wanders the desk, is she looking for something?
I'd help if I could, but I don't seem to care
She leaves almost angrily, I think she heard me
She's not as human as me, is that fair?

Closing Stanzas are always outliars

Conversations are laid back
I trust you, you make me laugh
It's a deal, I think we should be friends
I have to say that at the least
crazy kids are interesting
wearing skirts with jeans and splitting ends

Searing pain or just a shiver
Radar blinking, mental sliver
something isn't right here and I think that we all know
If I tell you, would you listen
keep me safe or at a distance
Maybe it's a test for you or maybe for us both

He has morals and he's charming
If you cared, that'd be alarming
And he likes me, that's one thing he has on you
He's respectful, most amusing
He's a champion and he's losing
I'm too secure to be sucked up to, and I'm way too far gone too.

Conversations are revealing
with him more than you but *feeling*
doesn't let me try to catch his eye or fight for his attention
do I find you so apealing,
I think that you've been stealing
my attention, I might mention
you've been on my mind since last friday afternoon

11:03

Talking until the sun threatens to rise against us
To catch us once again devoid os sleep the night before
To throw us headlong into another sordid winter morning
doesnt thrill me anymore
I'll be leaving at 11

*The rest of this was amazing but it has been deleted to protect the innocent*

It's dark down here

My last day is aproaching
My final judging our is coming very soon
You'd think I'd be scared, but I'm only preparing
To meet disaster at every street corner
And to find desperation on every street

I know I'll do better
next time I'll do better
Promises never kept people alive
Some have made vows and have managed to keep them
Some have just made them and died

Love is so strange and it crawls through the dark
When I'm resting to wake me
and keep me from sleep
It petrifies souls to the point of delusion
And throws bodies into the deep

I've come to a hault and unhealthy conclusions
I've given up and I don't want to start
It's true You can take
the gun from the girl
But the bullet's still lodged in her heart

86 means You’re Fired.

Please don’t ever leave me stranded
and no longer holding-handed
with “STUPID” forever branded
in the softness of my skin

Please don’t make my heart so hardened
that I’ll never grant your pardon
leaving memories all chard in
time with hope and life and him.

Is it so hard to remember
before we were burning embers
of the fifth day of November
We were kind of sort of friends

We never got to 100
But we broke our vow and wondered
If and why this even happened
And is 86 the end?

I told you I was sorry and all I got was "it's not your fault"

I almost had you
almost once
almost more than most
i let you do things
she never would
is that why?
I'm already fucked up?
might as well.
I've been used
but this hurts more
because you were so good to me
because I wanted you
but when i looked at you
your eyes were gone. to a far away land
And you were only your hands.
my god, i was stupid.
I thought i believed you
and even now, i'm thinking of you
i just might forgive you
you're not even sorry
and all that i got
was an almost apology
from you:
"ya totaly we're just friends is all i want thankkkks its just kinda weird and i dont think it was right
but we can still be cool"

This always happens.