With all things said and done,
Its been nice, its been fun.
Can't complain about the kisses, cute texts, and nice wishes.

Now that it's all over, it's so dark.
You were my sun..

Only one girl? "Are you crazy?" he said.
Have you gone crazy or brain dead in the head?

One girl to pleasure, to treasure, and hold?
Only one girl to kiss, to love and to marry?

You're hurting me with your kisses and tickles.
You're hurting me, can't you see my tears as they trickle?

You're stabbing me with your I love you's and goodbyes.
You're stabbing me with that looks in eyes.

Stop it, I beg of you, please.
No, don't do it, don't leave me...



Please.

Back in the day I was school was a tool.
To help you succeed in life, and not become one of those fools.


However lately I've seen it tears you down instead you up.
Giving you endless amounts of homework that make you just want to give up.

It not education, just repetition.
In fact it's a competition.

Teach me how to deal with life, not memorize pi.
Show me how me how to pay the buys, and steer away from pills.

Give me knowledge not exhaustion.

What are you doing baby?
What are you doing today?
Are you missing me?
Are you wishing you'd stayed?

Don't say you love just to please me.
All it does it tease me.

Say it when you mean it, or don't it at all.
Even if i you never do, don't keep saying it.
Because what you say right now...
doesn't matter at all.

I love and I hate you.
Your always there for me when i'm down.
Always there to let me drown.

Whenever I think i'm fat you assure me I am.
Instead of making me not give a ****.

Oh you, funny you.
Flat stomachs, bikini Bridges and thigh gaps.
I'm fat, I know it, and so do you.

It seems your looking out for me.
Making sure that I can clearly see...

It's time to turn it up a notch, the next degree.
No more eating bits and pieces, time to throw it all away.

This way I'll be be skinny
And you'll be here, right next to me. :)

Of all there people you could be with.
You choose me.

Are you that unlucky?
Are you crazy?

Your not ugly, or dumb.

Why be with me?
Plain, old, boring me.
Hell your a lot of fun!

So many others, 7 billion others.
Why me?

I don't mind being alone.
It's quite a feet to hold one's own.

The thing is, sometimes I want somebody.
I mean anybody.

I can be by myself, but that doesn't mean i want to.
I want to have somebody else.

Somebody to say good morning and good night.
Somebody to kiss me with such delight.

A person to be with, a person to hold.
Somebody kind and somebody bold.

Company is what I seek.
When the days seem to get so bleak.

Somebody to make me laugh and make me cry.
A person who will never say goodbye.

Somebody to call my own.
Somebody to be buried with me and share my gravestone.

The Mean Girls are today are worse than they were yesterday.
The cliques are less important than what they do to the ugly chicks.

" IM SO UGLY" they say, but look the other way.
"No bae don't be that way their boyfriends say"

Now they look at you with a smirk, that's just one of their cute perks.
With a look as if to say, your not pretty, definitely not today.

They obviously weren't talking about themselves.
They are beautiful, and that's the truth.
The truth is that the one who they were talking about was you.