I am from scrap paper,
from a banded clothes and books,
I am from make-believe games in summer.
(Spraying water, swimsuits,
...
Is it so much,
to ask for you to see,
what your distance is,
doing to me?
...
I am all alone here
in this pushy,
noisy crowd.
...
Door opens with a swish,
Cat flies towards, with a wish.
She stops once, sniffs the air,
And wonders if she dares.
...
I gave you my heart
you tore it to pieces
I gave you my soul
...
I cannot write poetry for you today
for it is May
and my birthday was yesterday.
So don’t you think that instead
...
A couple words,
a couple admissions
and the meaning and cue of this song
are changed.
...
In the beginning you were perfect,
(I was blinded by my love.)
And my patience knew no bounds.
(You could ridicule me forever,
...
Every moment I'm alone
I tear apart myself
and dwell upon the fears
that I harbor.
...