derek's poems

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when you're left to your own devices

and all you have are razor blades

things don't tend to go very well

when the sun is out and shining

but it still feels like you're wearing shades

it's been quite a while since i've felt

anything at all

i wish that i was a little bit tall

cause i could just step over my problems

and maybe i wouldn't feel so small

smaller than my body

told you not to worry

if im not enough i understand

and I'm sorry

you're better off leaving me here

im no good for you dear

when you're not safe in your house

and you're not safe in your mind

there's really no where else to go

when you're locked in your room

wishing to escape what lives outside

my bed is my protector when im alone

i hide under my blankets

trying to feel some warmth

trying to feel some happiness

trying to feel

anything at all

i wish that i was a little bit tall

cause i could just step over my problems

and maybe i wouldn't feel so small

smaller than my body

told you not to worry

if im not enough i understand

and I'm sorry

you're better off leaving me here

im no good for you dear

anything at all

i wish i was tall

because i could step over the city

when the lights

are too bright for me

told you i was okay

that was such a mistake

i need you and right now

im contemplating

never living another day

im no good for you babe