Wasted

I think part of me.
Is determined to be a waste of potential.
And I really don't mind.
I just wish life was as lazy as I was.

Sunday.

Sundays are the worst day of every week. People complain about Mondays all the time, but Sundays are days of endless boredom and constant dread. Nothing good ever happens on Sundays.
Goodnight World That Decides To Monitor The Theory Of A Constantly Changing Called Time That We Decide To Base Our Lives Around, Despite It Being Completely Relative, Because We As Mankind Just Have To Obtain Some Semblance Of Pseudo-Order.

Our love's a perfect crime.

The sky is beautiful and so are you.

Won't you lay in my bed all night?

I just wish I had an answer,

because being alone is the same as being unknown.

"I WASN'T MADE FOR THIS WORLD!"
It startled him. He wasn't accustomed to hearing much, especially a noise loud enough to shatter glass. He turned around to examine the source of the screech. It was a girl, about 5'6'', pale and petite with lavender eyes and brunette hair. he guessed she was about 17 years old.

Heartless

There's the heartless,
Who have just lost touch with themselves.
Then there's the heartless who never had a heart to begin with.