there are blue flowers sitting in my room,
this room that doesn't really belong to me and
these clothes that fall off so i fix them with
safety pins and i find myself crying in the mirror
finding wrinkles where your hand slapped me once
and i think it's okay to have a few white hairs
hiding underneath
but i don't think you would want to know
when i take my step-father's drugs and sleep
in the bathtub because the noise around is too much
too much and i
just want one night where i don't forget to dream.



12/08/2010
Author's Note: 
i'm still waiting for you to call, 
email, text,
find

me

Posted on 12/08/2010
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