This boy, his mind is troubled He’s felt each state there is The times he’s numb have doubled No nightmare, yet no bliss This girl,

I’m always here but you don’t see me We often talk, but never much My thoughts of you are often steamy But never followed by

I am used to being me Honestly, I don’t know how Never living in the now Overthinking, restlessly I am known for feeling blue There’s

Gentle fingers, oily neck Aching muscles there to wreck Naked backside, music low I enjoy this and you know Gentle gestures, tender force You give

It’s a world of extremes Gotta be cunning There’s little about me that makes chances last I keep chasing my dreams Why are they running?

There’s nothing in my empty stare And something hurts behind my chest I look for words that aren’t there All I request is meaning

We shared another night It’s over and we’re fine Your body felt so right But it’s no longer mine I’m struggling to admit You’re better

What constitutes a life worth living? When is a person too far gone? You count away the fucks worth giving Until you realize they’re none

Wish I could be sex-positive and only fuck the best The ones who bring my passion out, ignoring all the rest Wish I would only

It’s really bad and it’s been for a while You tried your best to ignore it, but feel so small before it This so-called life