So many doors  so many problems
I  say you make a better door then a window
But you are the doors that locked
blocking the light
the feeling of not being able to breath
I can’t see where I’m going from your door
I wish I could be able to see through that window
See the happiness I deserve
The light in my eyes seeing  whats out there
Wonder is it going to be better
I wish I could get to that window
But all  those places all those people
just have doors and those doors lead to other doors
And those lead to the worst memories
People have to open a door to let me in
I just want you to let me open the window.
But you’re blocking it.

RLC

people looks down at the ground
I look  like a clown being around
They say look in the mirror
But i can't because i can't read backwards
I want to go forwards
Who am I?
You all say I'm different
I try to see what you meant
Some people just go a far way to lie
Me I'm just a mile away From the truth
Who am
I'm the girl who was different
Then the others
RLC

I thought I knew you
I thought that you stud up for me back then
I thought we both were on they same base
about the past of you and me
you where someone who I looked up to  
I thought I knew you  for  years
but now that everything is different
After you texted me that night …


I   should have never let  you tell me to run straight to the base and let you slide into my heart I should have listened to my head telling me you can’t run to him your just going to get hurt .

RLC

It’s Almost fall
the tree start to turn different
But thats how it goes
Look around seeing those leaves fall
But because you’re falling out of my life
I’m not looking at the leaves I’m looking at you leaving….
After one thing falls apart it start to fade just like those leaves on the tree
Something beautiful Turns  into something
that Gets blown away
But that’s  how it goes…

RLC

As we sit across from Each other
At the table
You ask me
Are we here because
You went here with him
I look you in the eyes
I said no because your not him
10 hours drive away from you
You and I would write letter back and forth
I was so happy to get your letters
Its like when your a kid
running to the mail box with a smile
I started to need those letters to know you still care
2 month go by i still sitting in the living room still hoping for a letter
But in reality they were never going to come
the letters the texts the calls stoped  show up
And I wonder what happened
I go back to that day when you ask me
That one question are we here cuz of him
And then i realized you where him to me
I needed you to be him
But in reality you didn’t want to be him

RLC