One-Hundred and Sixty-Six days.

I wrote every secret I had on the bathroom wall.
In hope that someday someone would paint over them
Maybe then I could forget.
Car keys scratch more than just the surface,
any city lover could tell you that.
You can wait for years
You can stay the same.
I'll wait,
Coloring the past on cafe napkins
Letting them feel what it's like to be trampled
Unnoticed.
Then there is you,
Your hope for humanity is unbreakable.
You pick each one up folding them into tattered hearts with heel marked seals.

I have no rhythm,
You laugh as I breathe in the daylight.
Hiding in the shadows scared
That someone might actually notice your shades of grey.
You're waiting for something profound,
Yet to notice it surrounds you.

We are frayed,
With knotted strings,
Everyone wants to wrap us around their fingers and pull
Like eager children.
Its not so bad though is it?

You sit opposite of me
I touch the glass leaving scars of greasy finger prints trailing to the door.
You can't come home again
I can't leave.
Something new every month
You're finding yourself in the way you hoped you could.
You're finding yourself filling the cracks between you and I.

You're home this week.
I'm the sand in this story
You're the molten lava.
In the end I pray I'll be bulletproof.  

Another funeral for another day.
We are all growing up and dying off.
It's second nature after all.

There aren't enough cliche words to say exactly how I ache for your embrace.
There will never be enough phrases to ask you to come home
I don't have faith, you don't have time.

I feel unnatural,
How can something be that isn't.
I'm not like them
I'm unbreakable
The static echoes back my choir of screams.
Syncing into thoughts about being free.
Just like every other lonely girl dreaming of fairy tails in cold bath water.

Give me a reason to stay
I'm a sideshow freak,
My caravan is leaving tonight.
How else can I define myself with out you?
Wait you never were my definition
You were my link to something bigger.
The road, it leaves an impression on those stuck in its wake.
No one forgets the side show girl with the troubled smile
No one remembers her name either.
No one needs to remember.
I'm only home when I'm running away.