2-29-16
I'm an outsider.
I'm an insider.

I'm watching.
I'm living.

I'm waiting, observing.
I'm doing, watching it pass by as quickly as the click of your Polaroid camera but I still feel alive.

I'm confused,
The colors swirl and mix,
But no matter what,
The result is blurry.
I've never needed glasses but maybe they'd help me see some fucking answers.

The past is here, and I press my body to the glass between us,
Wanting you home,
Wanting the days of my innocence back,
Wanting everything back.
But I also realize that's impossible,
It's. over.

I see the future-
Sometimes.
It comes in glimpses that feel too much like a dream,
And I know it's not real,
So I start second guessing.
I'm over thinking the way you do, nowadays.

Everything has another side to it,
But the distinctions aren't so evident.
The only apparent line separates the versions of me I've created,
And I'm starting to wonder what happened to all of those messy lines
Because there's only one left.

I'm not sure what to call myself-
I just know I'm confused and hazy.
- (m.m)

You used me as a coat hanger,
and that's okay, baby,
Kick your shoes off and stay awhile.

Why do your eyes search the clock for answers?
Forever doesn't come in numbers,
Haven't you learned?
- (m.m)

White walls and static
Make me scream,
But these emotions and thoughts and sights and memories
Haunt me,
A powerful concoction.
Everything is good.
Everything is bad.
I want to burn this house down,
And part of me would stop to position the camera just right to capture this fascination,
But part of me would jump the fuck into the flame.

My mind is powerful,
I've decided,
And I don't know how to comprehend how that makes me feel.

My mood changes with the song,
My life changes with the day,
Nothing is constant,
But that wouldn't fit the story plot, I suppose.
- (m.m)

These felt so so good to write, I love this feeling wow
Thanks so much, guys I love you :D