• opaque pills line your dresser. i can see them, even in the dark. you draw in the pitch of it. when we submit the feelings we plan to forget. so lies in your hands, or your bed. and you prefer the worst. with pictures of lydia hurst. so in your head the birthday balloons burst. i never hated you, just your. guts. when sluts became bestfriends, and first place became last resort. so you bailed that night when i told you i was going away to college, andi know were both scared, but im falling off the edge. are you brave enough to push me, this time? prices going up. values going down. virgins without blood, and kids without morality. better believe in this believing, because its something to be acheiving. things will matter when things begin to shatter. and you can have your cake and eat it too. something about getting fatter. and wearing the same shoes. and those pills i saw in the dark, are hiding in your throat. where they disintegrate, and faces generate. we're both in the same boat. why are people alawys complaining about sinking, when we haven't even set sail. all my friends begin to bail, and my lesson plans, all fail. left a trail for the black, sheep. stayed. the night with white lies. and fell asleep in the back of a truck. woke up in the morning, found a buck. im not one for thinking, or sinking, but i know when someone is looking for a quick fuck.

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