It's alright to be someone else sometimes. 

Actions to feed on the ripe. 

Circle the wounded love in your life. 

Sustaining her fears deep inside. 

Paint a picture of hearts defeating the purpose and hang it on the wall. 

Love is a moon in the sky with a string hanging down to the ground. 

I can't touch it. 

Always the silent one. 

Who sneaks up from behind. 

Closer to the end. 

I'm right in front of you now. 

I try to be such a stain. 

All that I'll know tomorrow. 

Is what I've learned today