LostDroplets

Surrounded by these people I thought were my friends Peddling their goods, displaying what price their heart is for sale: Some of the rich sold cheap plastic jewelry Some of the old were bungee-jumping inside a mall. Out of nowhere you showed up We were partnered, not like now where I Haven't seen you in a year I was surprised it was you this time You must be the understudy To my usual cast. The timeline is hazy But you were upset You thought I was hiding it Among this group of friends You started sobbing I was baffled and ashamed. You wanted me to take your hand. I seized your milky white palm in mine And walked through th

There is so much more to life than you Though you cloud my every thought Manipulate my every move. You know how to say just the right thing To everyone else You make it abundantly clear whom you love I am stuck over here in freak land In a torture room of my own making I'd like to ask someone for help To stop loving a person instantaneously But you are the supreme expert on the subject And we're not talking. We're both at this point Where we have nothing to lose Because I am incapable of hurting you The way you have hurt me And you're incapable of feeling feelings You self-centered shrew. Even though I hate you I wish I cou

Too much noise inside my brain Can't think, can't blink Just when I think I've figured out the answers My heart starts bleeding again No tourniquet in sight; only more knives. I wish you weren't left out of reach But there are tears whether you're near or far. I've brought this on myself?  No. You have all brought it on me against my will All I have ever wanted was happiness, contentment Lo and behold I've found it And then you all have to rip it away again. How to pass the hours each day That's all we need to know If we can't figure that out now What makes us think We'll figure it out in the next life? Can there be no good w

We were at a Cajun restaurant A whole group of us We parked our cars in grassy fields But it was raining, torrential There started to be mudslides And I worried how we would leave Rich people landed their helicopters They wouldn't have the mud to worry about This was a very popular Cajun restaurant. I was very thirsty, and behind me were sitting my parents They had a pitcher of water, so I got up to get some Then I had to pee, so I went to the back of the restaurant To find the bathroom. It turns out it was at the front of the restaurant. I don't remember if I made it there Because then you grabbed my hand. You knew I had been

Every day I wake up And I have something new to tell you: I want to talk to you about last night's reruns I want to tell you how I have this song stuck in my head I want to show you pictures of the house we want to live in I want to bemoan my idiot family and how I love them to pieces They're not important details, no life-changing news Because I know the life-changing stuff is not what you want to hear You don't want to know how I'm growing into my own You don't want to hear how I'm changing for the better But when did we stop being able to talk about the past? When did it become offensive for me to say "I miss you?" Last night's

She said People have a tendency To not make much of a relationship With people they know are leaving. I said Well if that's how you look at things Aren't we all on the way out? Even that baby you hold in your arms Is put on a countdown The minute it emerges, covered in goo. So tell me darling Exactly in what circumstances Should I make anything of this relationship? Or were you just trying to tell me That everybody is trying to leave ME?