I swore that I would let you down. This life is just one big typo... while the inside of my head is out of breath, from all this jumping from here and there. The kids are all so fucked up, but no one even stopped the party. 911 must have taken the night off.
Silly girl, you're always going to be described as the first three letters in"considerate." This is the face of wanting to slumber past eternity. Every sip is another tear in the screen door. I'll always be the family dog, longing for the world outside. One day the screen will tear and I'll run wild. It's the only thing that I've ever lived for. Sylvia Plath in hand.. that's how I'm living.
They always seem surprised when I suffer from an outburst. Not you though. You know where I bury it. I see the fear in your eyes but I can't turn it all around. We have gained too much speed, pumping the brakes will only shake us up before impact. I only wanted to deliver you in a safe manner.. I never meant for you to be a passenger.
If we were a notebook, I'd rip out all of the pages just to start over. I wouldn't throw them away though, I'd take notes from all of the good parts.
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