Don't forgive me because I cried
Don't forgive me "even though" I lied
Don't forgive me because I'm a kid
Don't forgive because you could've done what I did
Allow me to face my consequences
Let me adapt to my circumstances
Don't allow me my relapses
Let me feel guilt in my synapses
Please don't forgive me because I apologized
Please don't forgive unless I realized
The wrongs I did
And the wrongs I said
The crimes I hid
And the crimes I fed

Please don't forgive me
Because I seem to feel guilty
Please don't forgive me
Because my eyes went all "melty"
Please don't forgive me

I am here
I smile
I wave
Yet nothing

He is here
He smiles
He waves
Yet something

I am here
I laugh
I dance
Yet nothing

She is here
She laughs
She dances
Yet everything

Am I nothing?
Is he something?
Is she everything?
Am I nothing?

The people in my life
are the pieces of my heart;
wherever I go
there they are
One is companionship
discussion and kinship;
another is my little sunshine,
fighting on the happiness front line.
The third is song and dance,
making girls take second glances
and daydream about second chances.
He's charming and friendly
and like number four
he listens intently.
So back to number four,
she's good with words.
When your heart hurts
she knows just what to say
to make the pain go away
and get you to see
who you ought to be.
Number five makes everyone laugh
but he's serious when he needs to be;
if you want to talk he's free.
Number six is a great woman;
she's focused hardworking
and constantly planning.
She keeps everything going.
The people in my life
are the pieces of my heart.
When I fall apart,
they help me restart.
I'm pretty sure I'd take a bullet
for all of them.
They all deserve it.
I suppose they'd see it then,
that I love them.

They all laugh
You know better than anyone
The way they exclude everyone
The way they declared you were no one
It rips at you
Tears at you from the inside
They decide who belongs on the outside
They're so high and mighty
They say you're feisty
Make you feel tiny
In reality their thrones are slimy
Slimy from the blood of those they abused
The ones they used
The ones they left confused
Bruised
But the others refused
They refused not to look the other way
They wouldn't say
They wouldn't stand and describe the crimes
They wouldn't say just how many times
People were destroyed
It's a topic they avoid
They don't care that you're annoyed
It isn't your place
Denied your case
Still others said they'd stand up for you
But it's only lies they spew
Furthering the cause
Not wrapping you in gauze
Gauze to heal the wounds
The high and mighty caused
You feel lost
Wave-tossed
The truth is glossed
Society turns to mold
They try to say it's gold
You may not be old
But you know the cold
You find it sad
How sadistic they are
How pessimistic you are
How far gone we all are
This is the end
Society's gone 'round the bend
No hope
Clean up this mess
I don't know anybody with enough soap
They except you to cope

If anyone told you,
Being in love was easy
Slug them.
They lied.
When you're in the position
That we are,
Love is
Not an option.
Someone once told me,
"Fall in love,
It's okay.".
I ought to give them
A ****** nose.
Later they told me,
"You've been promised.".
I bawled and bawled.
Falling in love is the easy part.
Being in love is not.
Being in love is
Not an option

To all the boys who've left me
Who've flat out rejected me
Who've exposed me to reality
Essentially to all of you I've ever cared about,
Thanks to life
To unforeseen circumstance
To your heads and hearts
I will never know what it's like to know you
On a level reached by no other
I will never experience what it feels like
To be held by you
I will never be able to predict how you'll react
Before you even do
I will never get to tell you how much I miss you
Whenever you are gone
You will never understand why I even cared
In the first place
You will never ask for what reason I noticed you
On the day that I did
You will never see the way I carry myself
When I fake a smile
You will never face the agony
Of not knowing what you've lost
Yet still finding yourself able to picture what it could've been
And mourning its loss
You will never
But still I'm not sure who has lost the most

If you saw me now,
What would you think?
After all,
I've changed so much since then,
Since young,
Since friend.
My hair has gotten longer.
My love has gotten stronger.
I doubt you would recognize
The longing that is in my eyes.
I miss you,
Plain as day.
I can't believe I haven't said it out loud.
Good God above,
I miss you.

I have grown up.
Sometimes I cuss.
Sometimes I say other things,
I probably shouldn't say.
I hate your other friends.
To me,
They're terrible people.
I no longer see them everyday.
For that,
I am thankful.

Would you be surprised?
Would this disappoint you?
I suppose I shouldn't care,
But it's kind of hard not to.
Because honestly?
I still miss you.
Even,
Even after eight years.