Creative Writing
Iโm 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 โPaint me in your favorite lipstickโ
Iโll call you out then call it quits
Half past midnight and when Iโm thinking out loud
Telling myself Iโm not as desperate as I sound
Iโm tying my tongue in knots to keep quiet
But I think about you the most when Iโm silent
Iโll waste my breath pretending youโre 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
โMy I love you was a lieโ
Cross my fingers, Iโll see you dead
Before you ever get to tell me
Iโm in over my head.
–Chad Rios
