2 am thoughts

I believe you can sleep when you're dead

           I believe in pearls

   being called a wild child made my week

              and made me smile

        I think I should say I'm sorry because I am

I believe in cuddling and fighting because it's fun

         *** Lost causes are my speciality***

                 I have hope for everyone even those who dissapoint me 

     "he's my last project"

I can't remember how many times I've said that

      no one tells the truth

 a lie is prettier

                                                                       I'd rather not be taught a lesson right now

                                           let's see who breaks first.......
                                                              

I've always been the "difficult kind"

and we fall into the same old patterns
because it's easier than being alone
I think this as I laugh bitterly
I feel the wind on my face
as I careen through the night
hell bent on self destruction
a little bit at a time
because lets face it
"I'm too pretty to die"
I say as I inhale my cigarette
my passenger
a past mistake
laughs and shakes his head
I can't hear his voice over the music
and lets be honest I really didn't want to
I regretted bringing him along
his existence saddens me
passionless
I needed the burning end of a bright candle
to meet me in the middle
lost in thought
 I blink back
to the night I drove along the train
and I froze
memorizing the moment
now I know where it is
the only thing that lets me know
I'm not alone at 3 am