I wouldn't poke that lip out if I were you,
Someone's liable to bite it.
Better moods are all the rage anyway.
Go kiss a fuck-up,
See who's smiling at the end.


I might just share my crayons with you.

Bedhead.

I've missed this,
Been trying to write in a real journal.
Didn't like it, too much honesty in my hand.
Abstract Concept : Pen and Paper.
Back for good baby.

Funny how the more things change,
The more they stay the same.
People change,
But at the end of the day they're still the same
As they were when they woke up this morning.
Why?
Because the way things are,
Because you were bound to be you no matter how hard you fight.

someoneknowsiamrealandineverwanttoloseit.

Too giddy to speak coherently,
Who needs downers when you're on natural uppers?
Let him look right through me,
I almost like it.
He knows.
I know.
Only time will tell.

I'm like a spinning top that shows no sign of stopping
"Out-of-controll" is the new "in control"
Since when did life become a balancing act?
What happened to all the days where relaxed and carefree were the themes?
Now it's weekly bitch fits and term papers.
What we need is an escape,
A grande caper from back in the day.

You make my head ok enough to keep standing.

Bedhead.

I hate it when people make me doubt my future,
Because I'm so set on it.
Please don't make it tumble,
I need it.
I'll grow up to be everything I said I would.
I promise.

Bedhead.

Been out righting wrongs, solving crimes.
Watch out Holmes, baby girl's got your number.
Gotta love it when you can see the end of an era.
Almost done.
Then what?

How've you been?
You never called, lose my number?
No, didn't think so.
No matter, I'm still waiting for a real boy.
Got no time for Pinocchios any more.
Call me up when you lose the wooden puppet act.

Really want to escape.
Gotta get out of this town full of
Green grass scorchers.
Gotta find someone to make my head shut up,
Someone to kiss it better and mean it.

I'm back for another spin around the block, hop in.


Bedhead.

Uh oh, I'm in for it now.
It's my turn next, and I hate to say I haven't prepared.
The sidewalk seems to be getting shorter,
Or maybe I'm just getting bigger.
I'm going to have to be more witty if I want to make it,
You know, out in the real world.

I'm being a worry wart again.
They won't like me.
I'm just a side street magican who's running out of tricks.
They want me to grow up.
I just don't know how.

Peter Pan today, Wendy tomorrow.
I'm pretty sure the lost boys had it made.
Fuck that, All the 2-D wonders had it made.
The world's just cartoons in my head.
"Th- Th- That's all Folks"
Cue the confused looks.

Two days,
Just two.
Whether or not it'll be worth it is still up for grabs.
Ask me later.
I'm closing up shop.

You glow just like the neon numbers of my alarm clock.


Bedhead.

1:24 am.
I can't sleep.
What's new?
I can't catch my breath,
I'm trying to keep up with my mind.

I always do this.
I build it up, build it up high.
I make myself believe so hard in it.
I do, you know, I can't help it.
I want to mean something to them.

If you can't blame a girl for trying,
Then you certainly can blame her for being stupid.
He'll never know.
And it wears away at my little heart.
I want him to know.

It's much too late to make poetic sense.
Just wishing it was all real.
I spend too much time playing make believe,
Not enough time removing my head from the clouds.
I need to be something more.

Think they'll ever know my name?
Nah, me neither.
Think I'll ever stop wishing?
Nah, me neither.
I'm too sluggish for this.

Got to keep the dream alive...


Bedhead.

Life is forever throwing me for a loop
And I can only hold on and hope for the best.
I want to be free of all the monotony,
Be someone new.
Being me is not what's cracked up to be.

I try and fail.
Trip and fall.

I'm such a sad sappy story,
With nothing but repetitive themes on lonliness.
And it's about time I rewote it all over again
But this time, I'm breaking out with my chin held high.

I've stared at the ground for way too long.
I'll make it,
Hold your breath.

My mind is one big playground for the unsual,
But I wouldn't want it any other way.
I'm more than meets the eye,
And this time I swear I'll make a point.
I broke all the rules and paid all the prices,
Nothing gets me down.
I'll run for this,
I'll make the past worth it,
I'll be nothing like you.

Not like you at all...

I'm sorry I've stopped being your puppet.
I'm my own .
I'll set the records now.


Bedhead.

Funny how all the wrongs have been righted.
Funny how the annoyances are just as annoying.
All in all I'm back and better.
The doctors told me so.

I love my dog and the way he smells like rawhide and june bugs.
The way he always knows how I'm feeling.
Who knew cold noses and messy beards could bring the best smiles?

Outta the death trap.
A little worse for the wear,
But who's looking?
Certainly not you.

Next week, it's next week.
Doesn't seem like it.
Nothing seems like anything anymore.
Still waiting for the shock to wear off.


Not making sense is all I've got going for me...


Bedhead.

Been a while?
My bad.
Win some.
Lose some.

I always wanted to be pretty.
Funny how some things never happen.
Take me at face value,
I'm a wreck.

Everyone knows you,
But you don't know them.
There's a difference between titles and footnotes;
But we're all just words on a page.

You've got jokes?
Well, I've got tears.
Dying just to keep up.
Fuck you for being ahead of the gang.

New headline reads:
Flash Action Hero Trips Over Her Own Heart One Too Many Times.
It's getting old baby girl.
Suck it up and take your own advice.

Wait, let me clean out these ears.
I can't hear myself quite right.
'Gonna bounce back better than before.

Deep breaths, it's only a matter of time now.


Bedhead.

My mind's a collar,
They've got the leash.
Breaking down walls
Never took so much.
It's worth it, baby,
I'll show them I'm nobody's lap dog.

Slapped in the face.
Kicked in the gut.
Either way I'm still dissapointed.
It hurts to fall from such high hopes.
You better be waiting at the bottom with a bandaid.

Words flow like the days
And there's no sign of stopping.
How are you?
You never ask that, you know.
It's all right I suppose,
You don't care about the answer anyway.
But I need to know you're alright.

No man is an island, just let me be your bridge....


Bedhead.

"Till death do us part"
Never heard a bigger lie.
We're in love... as long as it's convienent.
Picture Perfect = Seriously Fucked up.
Got that one America?

I'm supposed to deal with it.
Supposed to, being the key phrase.
Excuse me while I act like
a raving mess.
I'll break your face if you tell me to
"calm down"
Again.

You think that after so many doors to the face,
I'd give up.
Guess again.
I'm cut from a different cloth.
I won't let you ruin my life without a fight.

We're all just going down.


Bedhead.

I need to keep writing.
Just let me till my fingers are blistered and numb.
Too many thoughts in my head.
Let me channel them all.
Got a remote?

Feel like crying,
But nothing comes.
Nothing but invisible tears of self pity that is.
Lump in My throat = Coal in my Stomach.
I'm going to smile for real now.

Billion Dollar Baby.
Drinking wine with diamonds in the glass.
"Gonna Be a Big Deal"
Anyone can buy glitter and gold paint,
Only you can make it a trash can fad.

Cheer up,
Not you, me.
Someone will want me.
Pick me up off the shelf and give a dusting.
I aim to please.


Be my little baby...



Bedhead.

Coming to you live from my Father's desk.
Feeling important.
Feeling intelligent.
Too bad I'm neither.
Looking at pictures from when I was eight.
Hilariously long ago.

Work is piling up,
And I keep rolling my eyes.
Schools a joke,
Why play along?

I realized today that there's only a handful of days
Until I see them again.
Interesting, They feel like friends.
But, it's one-sided.
I know them,
They could care less about me.
Funny how the gears grind.

Looking for diversions.


Bedhead.

All I needed was You.
I remember the first time you sang me to sleep.
"Goodnight, Bedhead."
Long goodbyes are like forgotten years.
I miss you.

You try so hard to fit in,
Give it up, you'll never match.
Being "cool" died years ago.
What the hell do you think you're doing?

How did I lose you?
The flashbulbs know you better than I do.
Camera Whores with empty eyes are old news.
Dying Socialite.

Don't think you can make a fool of me.
I see behind those tired eyes and pretend smile,
We're the same.
Two of a kind.
Insominacs with heads too full.
"Don't mind the dark circles,
They're more like mental bruises."

Messes are my forte.
I come from bad dreams,
And sour milk spills.
Painted faces and head nods hide it all.
I've been slandered and mocked.

What've you lost?


Bedhead.

World is crashing,
Just like my laptop.
Can't find away to make this make sense.
I need a reboot.
I need a clean up.

I'm afraid no one will want to love me forever.
There is no one to wake up next to,
When I'm old and grey.
It didn't work for them.
It can't work for me.

I need to know I'm not alone.
I'm always alone.
Shadows are the only friends I know.
Doesn't anyone want my smile?

Thick air.
It chokes and burns.
Polluted lungs.
Polluted eyes.
Call Greenpeace, I'm a enviornmental disastor.

Promise me were not just friends when the bell rings...


Bedhead.

So he said he was deep,
I hated to inform him that I've seen kiddie pools deeper.
Should have seen his face.
Flash. Flash.
Save that one in your photographic memory.

Such a sarcastic bitch.
"I swear that kid lives on a bad attitude."
They said I was mean.
I said I was honest.
Who's right?

They are.

I'm all your bad dreams and worst case senarios.
I bent your halo,
And kicked dirt on your dreams.
Playground Bully Baby.
Lock me up.

Missing you makes me this way.

Sleep is like a distant memory these days
My eyes are heavy but I won't shut them,
Not till I know that me and you were never a mistake,
We were a collision.

Even though you're far from me now,
You've felt closer... to my heart.
Take this one to the bank baby,
It's worth a bundle.

The words keep flowing,
But I don't think you can hear them.
I mumble, note made to fix that.
Let me put it in the pile
Next to all the apologies to make
And truths to tell.
It's on my to-do-list.
Scout's Honor.

I wish it'd rain.
I take comfort in it,
That nature's atleast got it right.
I'm a failure... at some things,
But I've got a plan to make this all worth it,
Just wait and see
They'll all buy it by the bottle.
It'll be the best hoax yet,
Unless you count you and me.

Don't let me spit on your sidewalk chalk masterpiece.


Bedhead.

Enough Crypic Posts.

Time to tell you who and what I really am/love.

Love:
-You.
-Mismatched eyes.
-Being a Savant.
-Learning new words (Dictionary Lover)
-Chemistry (Not me & you, the subject)
-Cold Stone Ice Creamery.
-Tally Hall.
-Nightmare Before Christmas.
-Bubblegum Kisses.
-Phone calls from people I can't help not to get over.
-Standing front row.
-Green.
-Being on his hitlist.
-Danny Elfman.
-Obnoxius Clothing.
-Odepidus Cycle.
-Ajax.

Hate:
-Being looked over.
-Standing out.
-Contradicting myself.
-Wheelie Kids.
-Being stuck in the past.
-Being Jaded.
-Forcing smiles.
-As I lay Dying.
-Hometown.
-Inadequacy
-Needing You.
-Simpletons.
-Never believing in Sandy Claws.
-Getting Caught.

I am...

A loser.
A Nerd.
A Dreamer.
A Bookworm.
A Lover of Secrets.
A Worrywart.
A Faker.
Needy.
A Honors Student.
A Liar.
A Shower Singer.


Get your chopsticks, It's time to pick my brain.



Bedhead.

I wrote my secret down on a green balloon
And let it drift of in to the blue void we call the sky
I hope it finds its way to you.
I bet it'd be a long journey.
I bet it would.

Don't forget me,
When you're lying awake in your bed watching her sleep.
Don't you dare pretend she's me,
But you might not want to close your eyes
All you'll see is me.
I may be a ghost,
But I'm no Casper.

Don't act like you've put me in the past,
It's written on your forehead.
I'm the only thing you know.
It's alright,
You're painted on my heart.

Figures of speech only downplay your sincerity,
Tell me the truth.
I don't want lies and beating around the bush,
You're no good at that anyway.
We're just cops and robbers.
I'll steal your soul,
See if you can catch me.
Eyes like yours spill secrets.

I knew before you spoke where this was going.
Why am I such a fool to go along with you?
What a falling star,
No wishes granted.
You never meant a word.
I pretend like I don't know your intentions,
I'm in in love with the idea of love.
All I want is a You & Me.


Bedhead.

From heavy eyes to itchy lips,
"You had me at hello"
Excuse me, didn't I read about you in a fairy tale?
The one with the white horse and happy end.
I dream in "once upon a times"
Let me be the princess,
I've already got the hoping heart.

Wrap me up in lace,
I want to be a little girl.
This week is making me miss childhood.
Adolesence is almost up.
I'm bluffing my way into growing up.
I just found out this isn't Neverland.

Life is better without him.
I can breathe.
Cast off the boulder,
I'm lighter than air.
Kiss me quiet.

ineedyoutonoticemesilencedoesnothing.


Behead.

I'm such a little kiss up.
A good night liar.
"I want you to want me."
I know you see something more,
Don't lie.
You're not me.

I want to be lucky.
I kiss dice and eat stars,
It seems to have a reverse effect.
Walk under ladders baby,
We're a broken mirrior waiting to crack.

And we could run away,
But it'd do no good.
We're stuck like glue
To a place we've never chosen.
How ironic.
How quaint.

And I'll catch you when you come falling home....


Bedhead.

I'm sorry I've run away at the mouth again,
I'd bite my tounge,
But it may be better if you bite it for me.
I need you more than an addict needs a fix,
I'm trying to hold on,
But it's not working.

I love you.
I said it,
But I'm afraid of what that will mean when I wake up,
And think back to this very moment
When I let those words slip from my lips.

I try to shut so much out,
But the more I do
The more I remember.
I am forever losing things ,
What I wish I'd lose are the keys to my past.
But they're stuck like glue and I haven't tried hard enough yet.
I live in my dreams
Because reality is a far cry from what I hoped for.
It's those dreams that keep that cheesy smile painted on my akward face.

kissmebetterdoctorshavenothingonyou.

I like to lie in my bed in that state between sleeping and waking
Where those half-way dreams seem like reality
And the only thing I hear is the faint sound of memories
That I should have forgotten by now.
Bad luck is always there.
Sleep it away.
It;s the only plan I have for making life better.
Because everything else seems like a mistake.


Bedhead.

These days all I do
Is remember everything about you.
Of whisper wings and long goodbyes.
Though you're far away, don't let go.
You're the only thing holding me together.

Your voice is the only thing in my head,
And your words cut right to the bone.
So when you lie awake,
trying to find the answer,
I'll be the only thing you think of.

justbreatheyoucantastemeinthebreeze.

You're a mystery to me,
One left unsolved.
You'll never know what overtakes my heart,
When eyes lock and palms sweat.
I'd like for you to stay locked away in my room,
But it's not in the cards this time.

I can't seem to shake this feeling I get,
When everything goes down hill.
As I take my first steps without you,
Things I thought were lost all rush back.
I'd forgotten the sound of my own voice,
And how I hate the silence.

If our paths should ever cross again,
Let it be like a late night car crash.
There's nothing more beautiful than the element of surprise.
Just shine on me,
'Cause you know it's raining inside.


Bedhead.

Put my head back on straight,
I'm dizzy and drunk on equilibrium.
Time can't slow down this headache.
It's a monster of it's own kind.
There's no way out.

How can I be so good and so bad at the same time?
Flighty bitch with a halo.
Goodie two shoes with a diva complex.
They hate to love me.
They love to hate me.
Where's the ones who live to love me?
No hero for the seriously misguided.

I've been branded in cliches and bad news.
I'm a mural of what happens when you have no friends.
It goes down the drain faster than you anticipate.
Car cash.
Sunk ship.
Catch me.

Bedhead.

Get away from me.
I'm so sick of you and your cliques.
You're not fun.
Upset stomach in human form.
Quit.

SHUT UP.
I have no patience for you.
I hate pretending that I do.
You make me cry in circles and pull my hair.
I want nothing to do with you.
Here's a five, go buy a clue.

Nothing you could say would change my mind.
I cut you out,
There's no way back in.
I hate you.
I won't even say I'm sorry.
Because I'm not.
Never was.
You tricked me.

Keep me from windows and bridges.
I'd jump if it'd keep me from you.
Nails on a blackboard seem more pleasent than you.
Leave me.

I want him, not you.
Stop the side stepping.
You were a mistake.
Yeah, I said it.
We were an accident of the fatal kind.
Call the coroner to clean up the mess.
This is dead.

bedhead.

Last year I was a cut out paper doll.
This year I'm in technicolor and you can't stand it.
I watch you sputter and choke,
You never fall with grace.
You've made your bed of jealousy.
It's nap time.

Toss back that cocktail and wait.
I'll work the room and you'll wish you still had me.
Sand through your fingers,
That's all I ever was.
You miss me.

I'll wear that red dress you like so much.
When I feed you to the dogs.
I'm not so innocent anymore,
You made sure of that.
You poisioned that little wide-eyed girl.
Now I'm a new kind of lust.

Kiss me one last time,
Before I take off into the world.
I'm running this time.
Running fast and far.
When I run out of breath I know I've made it.
This is me sending you post cards from a new life.
This is our love song of a different texture.


Bedhead.

Hand me a tissue so I can blow out my brains.
17 is very unlucky number,
It's the number my life fell apart at.
I've been ripped at the seams,
But you're no seamstress.
Hot glue gun lover.

Hold up your fingers and let me count to ten.
They told me anger isn't the answer,
But it's all I feel.
I fail.
You fail.
It was only 65 degree sundays
And strawberry icecream summers.
When did we lose?

I'd give all my bad habits and secret sins for you.
I've got it bad enough to call it quits.
Turn out the light.
Turn off my head.
I could be brilliant,
But I'm better at being moronic.
Kiss me clean.

letmepretendwecouldbetogether

With me there are no second chances,
I know timebombs more forgiving.
Forget what could have been.
The script's been published,
And you got wrote out in Act I my friend.
Lost in thought and misguided praise.
I only want to count stars with you.



bedhead.

I'm tired of crying tears that burn my face,
I was never one of those overemotional types.
There's a hole I have the urge to fill,
But nothing I try seems to fit.
I'm stuck inside my head and it's like a never ending maze.
I need help,
But I won't reach out my hand.
I wish I knew what it was like to smile for real.

I gave him up.
I was tired of pretending.
I never wanted him, he made me miserable.
They all do.
I can't have love.
I don't know what to do with it.
I'm a recluse.
My heart needs a jumpstart,
But I haven't found anyone with jumper cables.

Drink it in.
I'm drowning, it what you want isn't it?
Forgive me while me while my life goes up in flames.
The smoke's so thick I've forgotten my own name.
Rescue me.


Bedhead.