A vicious circle mindset
Believing all the dreams...

Across the room
Into your eyes...

I'd like to start this poem off with a question
Cause I don't understand...

Pencil is not writing
But what can you do...

If you're going to be a b!t%h
Which, by god, I know you are...

Hands are shaking
Just can't write...

You keep going to the bathroom
Saying you'll be right back...

Just follow the lights
They'll guide you home...

Moments now last longer
Than any moment could...

Cold black rain
Inside your mind...

Dear Ex-Lover (character to a character)
Pencil lost its cause...

No, you're not crying
Some ash in your eye...