Maybe I cry so much because this time it's for something
Real.
And I've always played 'that' part until it
Molded to me and now I'm not acting.
Not been pushed this much in my life now
That my legs are dragging and I'm drooping over.
Scrambling to word it right and make change
Happen.
Unaware that this cause could go up in flames and
Take me with it.
Peel off this red, white and blue body because I'm
Not living *The American Dream.

If tomorrow you find that I'm gone,
Will you guys begin to understand
How weak and isolated I ended up being?
Or will you figure I'm off at school..

If tomorrow I don't wake up
Will you start to comprehend
How long I've been attempting to never take a breath again?
Or will you gape at the mess on my bed..

If tomorrow was my final day
And you knew it
Would you try to make me smile?
Or would you continue on acting like I'm invisible..

If tomorrow I don't come home,
If tomorrow I never open my bed room door
If tomorrow I took my last breath..

Do you think you did your job?

Nat,
I've been trying to push you out of my heart
I've been fighting it,
For 3 years

Nat,
I've been crazy about you
Crazy in love
And it's 3 years now

Nat,
I've finally realized something,
The girls I called, "Mine",
Weren't the reason why:
Why my heart continued to beat,
My lungs kept filling with fresh air,
Or why I kept smiling...

You're the real, true reason as to why I'm here,
Typing these words and listening to the soft drizzle
Now, I'm ready to face you and tell you how I feel
What I've bottled up for 3 grades

I trust you,
With my heart,
With my life,
With everything.