I like you, but
You don't like me back...

The shadows are moving
They're flowing to me...

Can you feel the mist on your fingertips?
Can you feel the fog in the air...

*Wrote this poem to the rhythm of My Chemical...
Come one, Come all...

Gas prices and SUVs
Paper made from chopping trees...

So is this where we are now?
Is this where we want to be...

Choking on words
Don't feel enough to push sound through my throat...

You know that song we used to sing
When we were little kids...

I am here
inside my mind...

These words and these poems
These melodies and notes...

I think I may have found someone
To keep me warm when I am not...

Staring at lined paper
I swear it's taunting me...