Inspiration created from cigarettes, coffee, and few memories


Someday

Is this how you wanted the story to go
Boy meets girl
And all that fairy tale shit
The story ends with seperation
Hollywood brings them back together
But this is real life
Never seen on a screen
Someday we'll find our way home
My life is one big someday

Follow the trail of smoke
It leads to the memory of your face
Strangers stare at my smile
This is harder than I thought it would be
I can't let you go
I wish I could remember your faults
But they just don't come to mind
Someday I will remember the tears
Someday is not today

A phone call eases the pain
But you've forgotten the number
Still I wait for the call
Telling me you're coming home
For that fairy tale happy-ever-after someday
Someday you'll call
Until then I live for that someday

Someday we'll find our way home
My life is one big someday


Living in a Boring Town

Is this what becomes of me
When I move to a boring shit town?
3 am waiting for sleep
Out of cigarettes and money
Planning my escape
What sort of idealism was it
That pushed me out the door
Onto a plane and into this shit town.


End of the World

What if the end of the world is coming
Do you feel fine?
Did you tell everyone you loved them
Even the untouchable one
That's on my list for the day after tomarrow
Or maybe the day after that
Next week...
Next month is looking better and better
Next year is looking better than that
Especially if the world ends at the new year

So asteroids, floods, hurricanes
Crazy shit is going on
Five minutes left...
Then is when I will probably pick up the the phone.
And it will be busy

We'll be the last two people left
Recreated the human species
But I still can't call him over
Not even for the pretense of coffee
Maybe he'll call first
Or maybe he will just think
That he is alone
All because I never called
A week ago



If you think the following 2 pieces are about you then you are wrong. The muse doesn't know he is a muse. So there don't get all stressed out on me now.


Intentions

I feel his intentions
In his fingertips
Wrapped so perfectly with mine
He is such a beautiful man
I wonder if he knows
How perfect even the peak of his lips are
He feels like home
When I am so lost
Don't leave an attachment
Is it too late?

He is emotionally unsuitable
For a girl who doesn't know
What she wants
She is convincing herself
Not to love this man
When he is everything
She ever wanted
Needed
Stills needs
But just doesn't want to admit it
Don't you dare fall
Don't you dare fall for this man


Falling

Comfortable silence
Is all I seek
After the chaos
Of being twisted
Turning around in circles
Arms out
Catch me I'm falling
From dizzying heights
He is there
Smug smile
I fascinate him
Could I ever
Infatuate him?
This sort of love
Could be my cup of tea
If only it was real
I am a friend
I am a friend
I am only a friend
When he is my lifeline


All or Nothing

Why the hell must this be this way
Bullshit
It is all this big blur
Fine lines
Don't cross
All or nothing
It is breaking me
I keep doing this
Ending up here
Watching the do not cross sign
Waiting for my turn
I am sick of waiting
Waiting for the never ever
Happily everafter
Smoke and wait
Watch the clock tick
Stare at the wall
Read a coffee table magazine
Pretend I do not notice
You walk by
I just let you go
It is better this way
Not meant to be
But can you blame a girl
For wishful thinking
And a little patience?


Get Away From Me

Your memories of me
Are just scattered illusions
I am not me
Or who you think I am
I'm just pretending

Do you remember the first time
You saw me
Standing in the rain
I was waiting for you
To notice
You fell in love with her
Not me
I wish I was her
I cannot be
She is too right
I am too wrong
Leading you on

I loved you
When I didn't know
I knew how
My head doesn't work right
Save yourself
From a life with a crazy girl


Happy Birthday

Happy birthday
I hope you get nice things
Big balloons
A great big cake
Lots of love
From everyone you meet
I hope you get
Everything you wants
But I'm sorry baby
You can't have me

I hope this year
Everyone remembers
And your world is filled
With tissue and bows
Great expensive meaningless items
That still make you smile
It is the thought, really
I have a little something for you
Didn't cost much
It used to mean everything
I am not sure anymore

So happy birthday honey
Make you spend it drunk
My gift may be a little late
I couldn't find a box
You know I will always love you
But you need to be young
You were my sunshine
My only sunshine
I was just a party favor


Application

What is your full name?
Even the middle name
You hate saying out loud
What is your favorite color?
Favorite ice cream flavor?
Secret wish?
Did you ever want to be
The homecoming queen?
Did you ever want to be
A rockstar?
When you wake up
What is your first thought?
When you go to bed
What is your last thought?
Worried about making
Ends meet
Wishing for the last word
To that lover of long ago
Do you ever wish you could
Change the world?
Yourself?
Others?
What is your favorite song
Mother's maiden name
Best memory
What is your current address?
Do you want to stay?
Or are you planning to run away?
Have you ever been in love?
What is your date of birth?
When you were 5
Did you ever think
Your life would be this way?
Are you scared of dying?
Are you scared of living?
In the next 5 blocks
Write your previous experiences
Past lives count
Use the back if you run out of room
If that is still not enough
Write a book