I will never grace the stage
Or sing opera
I will never attend a red carpet event
Or be published in magazines
I will fight demons inside my head
But you will never know of the struggles
You will never pick up a novel
With my name gracing the cover
I will never see the smile upon your face
If I never tell you
I will die
With people peacefully ignoring my demise

Rain heals the wounds
The loneliness filled with bottles
Awakened to the sound of light taps
Asking if I am ready
To stop drowning myself in liquid sorrow
To stop avoiding social interaction
To seek a new adventure outside a glass of poison

Puddles forming underneath my bare feet
Rinsing off the dirt
Gloomy forecast
With a chance of sunshine for an hour, maybe two
Rain filling my empty bottles
Overflowing
Rain washing away who I was and who I am and who I will be

It was too late
I rode off into the distance
Only to find nothing remained
Ruins of your love
A crater remained where you should be
Broken buildings, crashed cars
No sign of you
You tried to tell me
But it fell upon deaf ears
I was late
I loved you too late

Follow me into the unknown
Join in the underground society
Where the lonely hearts dwell
We drink until love is real
And whenever our love potion dwindles
It will be replenished with generosity
We have no need to surface above
To mingle with cloud nine lovers
We like to sleep in the darkness
Where are own lonely hearts can never be hurt by sunlight

Try a little harder
Maybe I will forgive
Love a little more
And I will open up to you
Say something meaningful
To make me stop talking
Kiss a little rougher
Take my breath away

Money makes me greedy
I do not like to give
But do it anyway
I lust after luxurious items
Knowing I can never attain them
I am not loving
But I crave romance from Paris
I am American
And I take my freedom for granted
And when I lose it
I fight for it
I work hard
Only for dollars to slip through my fingers

You grab me by my shoulders
Wanting to shake me
But instead
You have a smile across your face
‘Thank you’
I smile
I could tell you a million things
Your devilish good looks
Your sweet natured charm
You are perfection

I could shake you too
A funny feeling stirring inside
One I have never felt
One that makes my heart race and stop
Butterflies fluttering around
You speak of admiration for me
I blush at the mere thought of being thought of
You pretend like you are not special
When in fact you are something special to me