Don't clutch your hair tomorrow
You won't be able to let go
Don't lie down on the floor tomorrow
You won't be able to get up
Don't let your eyes get wet tomorrow
They won't be able to dry
Don't think about people tomorrow
You won't be able to work

Don't consider your grief tomorrow
You won't be able to stop
Don't press your nails to your skin tomorrow
Unless you want it gone

You see no meaning to your life
You should try
You should try













Coldplay

Wednesday

Something about Wednesday always gets to me
'Cause every hard thing catches up to me eventually
And what better time than the middle of the week?
Today I think about how everyone forgets me

(This is really selfish)

I can't get it out of my brain
They know I love him, but they're the ones that change
Did I ever push them away?
Not even once-- but now it's not the same

I don't belong anywhere except by his side
Which wouldn't be a problem if I didn't see them all the time
Reminding me of why I cry on Wednesday nights
Hoping that I haven't hurt anyone-- all I ever do is try

I've tried and I've fought
To be enough, but I'm not
I'm pretty much gone
So I pray that I'm wrong

And I pray they'll still love me
Because morning is coming
There's another day of facing
Instead of just running

Because I would just forget about it
Forget about them, pretend I don't notice
But I still love them so much, every last bit
And it isn't my calling to give up on all this



It just hurts really bad
Especially on Wednesdays
I just remember everything
And think of everything else
And I really just hurts
It hurts, hurts, hurts

Sweatpants.

I'm shivering tonight
Not because my house is cold
But because I'm used to your warmth
I'm used to the safety I find in your hold

One day I won't have to shiver
One day I won't care what they think about us
Because let's face it, I'm writing this here for a reason
I love them painfully dearly, but I've had quite enough

Please take my hand
And get us out of here as fast as you can
This appreciative town won't miss us
Well, they'd miss you, but let me have one selfish plan

Just for tonight.

We can build a house in the forest
And live in the trees
We could move to some city
On the other side of the country

Or we could live in that house
The one that you showed me
Surrounded by water
Sitting there perfectly

Let's go start an orphanage
I know God means so much for us
Let's go to France
And show people love

We can find an island all by ourselves
We can claim it and name it and dig our own wells
We can spend a while away from everyone else
Where I can just hold you if you want to be held



But I'm still shivering
And you are too
Let's just breathe
We'll make it through

I'm dragging my feet these days
I feel these pains every weekday
The problems I face are always the same
You'd think I learn to handle them, I think they're here to stay
I must become the lion-hearted girl
I must choose to see the good things in this world
I get through every day, but I want more than that
I'm trying so hard it makes me wanna hurl

Rebekah bought me a meaningful stuffed fox
Now I hold onto it wherever I go
I kiss it on the head as if it understands my problems
I hold it to my chest as if it has its own
But whatever gives you therapy, right?

I want to hold you all night
Not because that's what couples do
But because I need to feel your heartbeat
Because it helps me to remember mine
It helps to get me out of my mind

I'll feel better if I catch up on sleep
I'll feel better after the end of this week
I'll feel better when you come home to me
"Say whatever it takes, just don't drag your feet."

I'm sorry that I lose it now and then and yell at my brothers
I'm sorry if I spend more time with some than others
I'm sorry if I don't say hi as soon as I walk through the door
I'm sorry that I have so much to apologize for
But I'm tired.
I'm just tired.
I can't be all everyone wants me to me
I can't even write real poetry
They never taught me to hope in Sunday school
Though they must have-- perhaps I just forgot.

Nobody's watching
Drowning in words so sweet
Mild is the water
Caught is the bird once free

I don't mind









Billie Marten