When I think of you I see the stars,
But,
When I think of us,
I only see the spaces in between

When I was young, I said I'd do right, grow up, be a patriot and never let anyone die by my side.
I told myself I couldn't be there when the metals meet the bones, but the more i see, the less I become like that boy who always wanted home, but I still sit there, seeing my brothers die, just far enough to only be able to ask why, when half your friends are going through war and the others are enlisting, wishing to do more, but the ones who don't just ignore the issue behind their closed doors calling it weakness and fear because they never even had to taste that same painful tear that burns like acid and tears a heart apart

Maybe if you saw my brain,
you wouldn't love me as much,
because I know we've been in vain,
and it'll just end with more and more pain
because someday ill get bored and
I usually just begin to play with people's hearts,
never really caring how hard it is to go on living when
someone real close has rigged the cards

At night I dream of what could be.

So I try.
But it always goes over better in my head. Because I didn't try,

I never tried,
and so the dream is dead.

I cried at the end of life,
when the curtains all came

down,
it seemed as though that was the end of all their strife,
but the cast threw their party, but it was just a little off,
and they all left a little emptier inside,
not better off
because they were all just acting
even when the pain was real,
but the curtains are gone
and so were their hearts,
and that was finally something real