To the tears.

Hi, last night. Do you remember that? You said that all the others don't matter,
they don't compare.
That made me smile...a bunch.

Then I slept for a while and daylight came along.
When the night left so did the feelings.

Don't do that, don't make things better.
Because when things fall together,
I tend to fall apart.

I can pretend things are fine when I'm not next to you
but when you are, I don't want to
because I think it's not real.

 Why? because I'm not worth a dirty little pile of nasty shit.

I don't wanna wake up though.
It's a dream right? Well that's why everything is so perfect except for me. That's how it always is.

 Take me out of this.
It's still but moving,
perfect but empty.

 I wish I could lay in the middle of a road so I can just watch the sky close up to reveal lights and stars.

I know the fix because I can't cry.
I need the stage back.
I can fly there. That's where I feel alive and still learn.

I can show what I got and who I am without being shut down.