It is like daisies dipping in honey
Hands just quit, and I'm falling
Naked walls and a burnt carpet
Stay safe on the internet
Cover your face next time you send a pic
I'm not brilliant,
But I wouldn't tell you the whole truth about me
I'm a person of a few words
But It's contradictory when I'm writing poetry
With my hands stained with ink
And my pillowcase
And my bedsheets, too
And everything that I touch
I'm marked like I'm some kind of a freak
But I swear I'm the only sane person at the party
That's why I react the way I react when I'm...