I'm running
Why am I running?
Why does it hurt?
Why are my feet cold?
I look at my feet
I'm barefoot
Why am I barefoot?
Okay
Give me a sec
I'll remember
Oh!
I'm running
Running to you
I'm barefoot
Barefoot because I'm scared
Scared you'll get away
Leave and get lost
Why did you leave?
Wait no
You didn't leave
I slow down
You didn't run away
I stop
You're still here
I wake up
Oh thank god
It was just a dream
You're still asleep
Next to me where I left you
I'm not running
I am barefoot
But not running
I thank god one last time
Take a glance at your sleeping face
Kiss your nose
Nighty night, Bruno
My cute watch dog

You're scaring me
I don't know who you are
Or should I say who you're becoming
You're not still the kind man I knew
The forgiving man
The genital man
The caring man
You've somehow changed without notice
You've become a mean man
A vengeful man
A tough man
A uncaring man
I'm frightened by you
You keep yelling
Flying off the handle
Pushing everyone away
Saying hurtful things
You never used to be like this
This was never who you were
I'm scared of you
How do I get you back?
How can I make you who you were?
Will you always stay this way?
Will I ever have back the man I knew?

You did it
Congratulations
You stabbed what was left of my heart
You stuck in the last blade I could take
You said I was being like her
Like her!!
I'm not her!
I never want to be her
Act like her
Sound like her
Look like her
I don't want to be anything like her!
But you said I was
You know how that hurts
And you said it anyway
That must mean you meant it
right?
You are my father
Right?
You would tell me the truth
Right!?
You would tell me if I was becoming her
RIGHT!?
So tell me daddy
Am I really like her?
Dear old mommy?
Am I hateful, like her?
Am I smothering, like her?
Am I cut throat, like her?
Am I hurtful, like her?
Tell me daddy
Am I like her!?
You were my last person
My last ******* person!
Last person who didn't hurt me
I said one wrong thing
And now I'm like her?
Well ******* too then!
Stay the **** out of my life
I can't believe you would say that!
You know how much it hurts
But you said that **** anyway
You were the last person I could turn to
The last person I ******* trusted!
Everybody cheer!!
Clap!
Come on clap!
Give the man a ******* award!!
He's finally killed my humanity

My rock has finally crumbled
I have nothing left to hold
Sad part about the whole thing
Is I was the one who shattered my rock
I broke it to ******* peices
It wasn't on purpose
I swear
It wasn't
But it happened
And it was my ******* fault
I guess it's just me
I'm just ****
I ruin everything I touch
Somebody put me out of their misery
Because I'm too much of a ******* coward
Everyone would be so much happier
If I was born someone else
Or not born at all!!
I can't stand living like this
I hurts me too much
I'm sure it hurts them more
Somebody put me out of their misery
So at least they won't think it was their fault
I mean it's not
It's mine
But you know how parents are

The end
Two very sad words
They mark the conclusion
The conclusion of books
Of movies
Of shows
Of friendships
Of relationships
Of anything
The end
Two very distinct words
They mark new beginnings
Beginnings of new books
New movies
New shows
New friendships
New relationships
New anything
The end
Two words
The end

Princes save princesses
Knights save damsels
That's the way
In fairytales
I'm not a princess
Nor a damsel
This isn't a fairytale
But I do need saving
Saving from my harsh reality
My brawling parents
My mess I call live
The thing is
The only one who can save me
Is me
No prince
Nor knight
Just me
I'm my prince
And my knight
Others can't do my saving
Not that I would let them
I wouldn't mind a hand
Or someone looking out
But I can
And will
Do my own saving

Ahh to be young
To think love has opened its lithe arms
When it has only given a blithe smile
We think love as something to obtain
Not as the ethereal feeling its known to be
Ahh to be young
To have that puppy love
That feeling that love is our life
Having our world be controlled by our hearts
Feeling like nothing could go wrong
Ahh to be young
To think we have dove deep into that which we call love
When we have yet to truly even get our feet wet
To have but a taste of what we believe to be real love
Yet only to have had touched upon the superficial young love