Will I ever be more than a one of your memories
Will I ever be more than an annoying disease...

I thank you
your words can heal my scars...

An emotionless face
Untouched by joy or pain...

I can think of no metaphor
To compare my feelings for you...

The pure summer wind
soars through the ancient trees...

Cruel tugger of hearts
You pull on my emotions...

Turn off the screams
all i hear are my friends...

If you exist god, then forgive me
Logic is my teacher, and it says that you can't be...

Sitting at the base
Of a tall waterfall...

I am pure
As pure as the forest breeze...

When i turned 13
A puppy came to my door...

Once upon a time
Two years ago...