And that night,
When the show choir sang that song.
I realized everything would be different.
Everything would change when summer ends.
They will both leave, in different ways,
And I will be alone, yet again
No one to hold, no one to talk to
Everything could change when school ends.
She will graduate. He will move.
The others will stop talking to me.
I will be all alone. They will be gone.
Everything will change when May ends.

-3nwlry

I cried last night.
For my words unsaid.
She will graduate and he will move.
And nothing will be the same.
That last song got me, And I cried.
I cried, mourning him.

-3nwlry

At that moment. That night.
When I watched them dancing at the concert.
I realized I love him.
And he will never know.

-3nwlry

I'd rather be hated than lied to
I'd rather be lonely than "Loved" by you

-3nwlry

I think I’m dying
Slowly
Terribly
Everything that made me alive
Has left me
My heart isn’t beating
My blood grows stagnant
My skin becomes cold
And now... now I just want...
I want to make it real
I want to make it clear
I’m dying
I am dead.

I go to the bathroom
And cry in the stall.
Such disappointment, such failure
I haven't felt in a while.
I thought I got better
Not good enough.
I knew I wouldn't make it.
I knew I couldn't join.
The optimism I had
Has gone within seconds.
Meyer didn't call my name
I didn't make it into the choir.
My friends did, I'm happy really
But I wish I could have too.
We smiled and clapped
But inside I cried.
Adam, Bev, Colton, Joel, Meredith, Larry
All made it in.
I was not wanted, not needed.
I though I would make it
But I didn't.
I might as well give up.
It's not like they'd care.
I'm not even that good
I sing, yeah, but not well.
Trying out was a mistake
Going was a mistake
Hoping, wishing, wanting
All those, everything was a mistake.

-3nwlry

I thought I was special
I thought I was good
But this disappointment is expected.
Just not in this amount.
I knew I wasn't good enough.
I knew I wouldn't make it in.
I now know it's pointless.
Yes, I like to sing,
But I'm not good enough for them,
The judges didn't choose me.
They chose my friends
Yes, they're very good,
But I thought I was too.
My mother lied to me.
My "parents" will laugh.
So I didn't make the cut.
So what? It doesn't matter!
It's not like I thought I would.
I'm not actually that good.
It's pointless to try out now.
I know now I am no good.
Pointless to go for my dreams.
I've never been accepted.
None of the competition choirs choose me.
None of them care
It's pointless for me to cry
No need to be sad.
I knew I wasn't good enough.
They just proves me right.
But, oh, I so wanted to be enough.

-3nwlry