Everything him and herThrowing me into mixed signalsNeither one of us can tellThe puzzle cannot be solvedFor his mind is a mazeI rather talk to herAnd..
Walk away, avoid my gazeActions speak louder than wordsShow we the girlWho is there for youThese eyes of my stormy greyNeed to seeThis heart that beat..
A time before I used to beAn "emo" not really but the markOn my heart be come scratches on my armMoments when I pulled up my sleeveThe base of my arm ..
Sometimes I feel like I try too hardThere are things about meNo one really getsI am the outsider thatThings that changeNever were my thingBut right fr..
What am I?Tell me my audienceWho am I to you?A poet who words are silentWithout a pen to guide them?Am I some one you want to listen to?Tell me your p..