I’m casually desperate and indefinitely different

Born to be a failure and an outclassed outcast

I lead the parade for the doubled-crossed

Trapped in the pages of a notebook feeling homesick

Writing “Paint me in your favorite lipstick”

I’ll call you out then call it quits

Half past midnight and when I’m thinking out loud

Telling myself I’m not as desperate as I sound

I’m tying my tongue in knots to keep quiet

But I think about you the most when I’m silent

I’ll waste my breath pretending you’re worth my time

Just another boy out up past curfew

With nothing left to do

Sailing sinking ships with an anchor around my neck

Sketching up blue prints for the end of the world

The note I left you read

“My I love you was a lie”

Cross my fingers, I’ll see you dead

Before you ever get to tell me

I’m in over my head.

–Chad Rios