Go to work.
Go home...

Dear Idiot...

Happy families are something that
only happen in dreams or movies...

The human race is fragile...

It’s 4:00am and I am trying to
Write something beautiful...

Often, I look up at the stars and
wonder if you're doing the same...

You and I,
a couple of small town kids...

You told me that you run and run
Until you find yourself alone...

Coming home at 3:00 am
smelling like cigarettes...

I reached out for you with
bloodied fingers...

Anxiety disorders are not something to be...
It is not feeling nervous from time to time...

Friends and family,
really listen to me today...