feeling too much nothing
inside i’m blank
just a white piece of paper
with lines that i drew
with br.oken cds and the ash of a cigarette
i’ll char my lungs, burn my throat
cough up I love yous
but inside im blank
i don’t feel anything at all anymore
outside i jump
in fits like bursts of mania
and inside i scream
in fits like bursts of anger
but there is nothing
nothing of worth except a tear
for a pretty song
and nothing worth mentioning
except the feelings that are void
inside i’m blank
wearing 5 dollar dresses
holding hands with the boy that lets me feel everything
inside i’m blank
just a white piece of paper
with lines that i drew
and a heart, in pink fingerpaint
you make me feel like i’m something special