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