I like girls with white sheets,
But maybe I'm chasing things I am not supposed to keep.
I like to see the sunrise
And think about how the colors don't compare to your mind.
I like to sit in my window sill, searching for stars,
Hoping that they'll take me wherever you are.
I like to watch the sky turn black
And hope that sunlight never comes back.
I like the night
Because it reminds me I've so much to hide.
I like that because it makes me feel,
Which reminds me i am alive, I am real.
I like life when the sun sets
But until then, my batteries are telling me I am dead.
-(m.m)

This is also on my tumblr.