It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
