The Very Art of You

When I look right into your sweet face,
Not a bit of me seems out of place.
Your kind nature’s an art
And you’ve taken my heart
With your beauty, your virtue, and grace.

Once Again Into the Deep

I think I may be falling
Once again into the deep
And once I’ve fallen,
There is no sanctuary.

Once again into the deep
My heart pulls from inside my chest
There is no sanctuary.
It can’t be seen,

My heart pulls from inside my chest
Further into the grasp of another,
It can’t be seen,
It can be felt.

Further into the grasp of another,
I’m losing control.
It can be felt.
But it is too late.

I’m losing control
A hole where my heart was, should be.
But it is too late.
It is out of my control.

A hole where my heart was, should be.
I have nothing.
It is out of my control.
I am in too deep.

I have nothing.
And once I’ve fallen,
I am in too deep.
I think I may be falling

Sometimes the only reason I to back to sleep is to dream again. It is so sad that dreams have to end.

New Year, new me
Endless possibilities.
New school, new state,
so much life to contemplate.
Months fly, days pass.
How I want this year to last.
Last times, firsts too
Cannot wait to start anew.
Both goodbyes and hellos galore
What does this year have in store?
New Year, new me
Endless possibilities.

My sister has been with her boyfriend for a year today. She’s 12.

On an unrelated note: Hello, my name’s Kaitlyn. I enjoy long walks on the beach and picnics under the stars.