That 2:05 Real.

Give me the canvas and I'll owe it. 

I'll put my heart and soul on it. 

Make gods of gods fall in awe. 

Give me your heart and I'll lose ground. 

I won't know what to do with it. 

I can't make this work at all. 

When lacking appeal lead to not giving a fuck. 

You were there for all of it. 

Watching me laugh and cry like a baby. 

Holding my hand when times were a little scary. 

But you are the fear now. 

The one I aim to steer clear of.

Because I won't be the one to end your life. 

I can't be apart of that at all. 

I'm barely hanging on to reality. 

You shouldn't even have a want from me. 

Trust me when I say I know a thing or two about limits. 

And baby were walking on thin lines. 

Isn't it strange that I said I'd never fall. 

Doesn't it make you wonder why my heart won't ever thaw. 

You believe what you want. 

That I'm perfect. 

That my beautiful is worth it. 

But I'm far from what you deserve. 

Just because you aren't right for me doesn't mean you're never going to find another. 

Apologies will only get you so far. 

Craziness will end it all. 

But fate will take us to the places we so belong. 

And then you'll just embrace it. 

Then you'll be clear to fall and thaw as needed. 

The Girl In A Sea of Regret.

One day your on top of the world, as happy as can be. 

Ready to take it on and anything that comes your way. 

But then all of a sudden you're hitting rock bottom. 

You don't want to get out of bed in the morning. 

You wonder why they aren't there for you. 

When you hear the word "happiness" your heart breaks a little, the earth quakes a little. 

Because that's something you don't know best. 

When your all alone you wonder. 

When they walk away you wonder. 

When they tell you they want you, you keep on wondering. 

Because it's all too much. 

You feed the vices for a living. 

You run around giving all your time, yet a lack of devotion. 

And one day it'll amount to stories.

Things you never thought you'd be apart of. 

You can't stay the night. 

You won't call back. 

You could never be the right girl, on the right night. 

Living in a sea of regret was the girl who lived without them. 

She was a girl who lived without a lot. 

The White, The Black, The In Between.

I can't think of many things she couldn't do.
She'd rule the world if wasn't for you.
She'd take all that life has to offer.
As you stunt her growth.
End her every time.
What are you really trying to accomplish.
She'll never love you like you want her to.
She'll try to forget the crimes committed against her, but she holds on tight when life gets to be overbearing.
If it ever did slip away she picked it right back up, cutting into it with such an intensity.
No sins were ever washed away no matter how hard she tried.
And boy did she try.
She tried to fill the void.
To distract herself.
To give herself the chance to live since she's so dead inside.
Now is when I say it wasn't enough, that she ran out of chances to get it right.
But that isn't true, because this isn't the end, but the beginning to the rest of her life.
At least the beginning to finding herself.

We All Have It, We Are All Doomed.

I found myself slipping because I thought I had lost you.
But I had found my voice, and my courage and my strength.
And sometimes people don't always like those things.
You just don't understand yet, the complexities that are me.
Love doesn't always let you see the truth.
A lost soul with a bit of temper.
One who has seen it all, yet still stares at nothing.
It began at a young age, the ache in my heart, the dead in my eyes.
All because of love, love will get you every time.
Dedicate your time and loyalty into the people who are always going to hurt you the most.
Watch as they slip  away from your life and your memory.
You can't hold on to them forever no matter how hard you try.
And that's okay, because it's all apart of life.
People expect that you'll be just fine, but why don't they suspect that it takes more time.
That sometimes you can hurt for a lifetime, because your heart was broken so many times.
All the clichés, and they go on and on, spinning through time like a whirlwind.
It's not that easy they realized, it's not as easy as it was the last time.
So we let time slip away, at times we're running even.
Blushed cheeks and heavy breath won't keep us at bay.
From the infectious entity known as love.