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I've got some letters inside of my
that should been stamped and delivered
One is to my ex
it says I'm the type of kid who can't be with
One is to my friends
it says I'm a mess so y'all visit
One is to myself
but I don't know what personality or hand to it

I'm a God damn misfit...mismatched, but missed much
Mr Right-time-wrong-place with a long until our lips touch
I don't the mistrust, its what got our messages mixed up
Before I rip up your let us see if I can tear you away from his clutch

This stuff's a whole other
from a dresser I'm not ready to address
I went to the west to get my off things and I'm already depressed
I give up. Get let down. Down play. games. Put on my game face
my pharmecudial needs and feed on my medicine, but I don't like the way it tastes

I go to place without enough money to put a bed under me
So I share my sleeping space with rodents, insects, and bunnies
I laugh at the mess I've created for until it gets unfunny
But I'm in the fact that they don't expect respect, sex, love, or trust from me

I'm hungry I can taste it
I hide in the
up on me every now and then
Because my mood swings low...and I can myself going down again

Falling off is easy. Getting put on takes a bit of ass
I'd rather listen to myself on the ground than hear the sound of a mattress spring
I rap and and talk and write and often type with 2 fingers
The "hunt and kill"
I edit one third of a per second

Your emails sit in my unsent box. If you're a that I miss
You'll eventually get my virtual good bye
The rest are addressed to my and the subject line is "Just check this fine bitch"
And the one for myself is untitled but...its the virus

My get slit on your shoulder blades
when I lose my while I hold your face
Let it drip on your laced silver slip...
spilling all over the
I'd lay my over the blood puddle when we'd go on dates
to prove I'm a gentleman, peddling my bike at a slower pace

"The sum of the parts doesn't equal the whole," she
my parents get home I'll take
time to find the fragments of our
and glue together this broken vase.

Falling in love is easy. Falling out of love takes a bit of
I'm good at both even owning a mattress
I asked for a kiss without deserving one.
If you never saw me cry
wait for the next time I up on the wrong side of the floor

I've got some inside of my drawer
that have been sent by now
Sealed in an
One is to my ex
and it that I feel our friendship's a joke
One is addressed to my
and it his ex-girlfriend's on coke
And one is to myself on a personal note
Unopened...filled with quotes

I spoke, they'd close me in and bust my lip
Now I wear parenthesis on my temples, step to the podium and think
Whenever lonely I shrink...hold myself...squeezing
Before I sprawl out on the hardwood and kiss myself to sleep at night

I have dreams of flight, but I'm not
The is approaching awfully quick
So I up screaming for you to catch me
That's what I every day off with

I may talk shit, but there ain't much else to do in this prison
And lucky for me no one listens well...especially when I dis
I'll fly away on a pig when my living hell freezes
And since I'm used to the cold I'll be able to rest my head on shoulder

Explanations are in for why these floor boards are always freezing
I guess all make sense once we get older and reach the Age of Reason
Until then, I'll have no reason to sleep in. Not even on
Unless we're together, because my will will probably weaken

Deepen my appreciation for the current
because I'm sick of always feeling like is missing.

I slumber in one position. up an fetal like.
And the sucks 'cause my feet are like...given no space to breathe
while I embrace my

So its off to the floor because I can't anywhere else
That's where I write these letters to all of but never send 'em
It's to just keep to myself

Its better to just keep to

Its better to just to myself