You told me you loved me. You told me to go to hell. Now I'm about to jump.
    Save me. It's too late to look back. My mind's made up.
    You see me at the edge and whisper in my ear, "I love you, Jo. More then you will ever know."
   I don't believe you. Then I see all my friends.
    One by one they whisper "You're amazing, Jo." "You're hilarious, Jo." "You're so loving, Jo." "You're an amazing writer, Jo." "You're willing to love anyone that's unloveable, Jo." "You're beautiful, Jo." "You're a soccer player, Jo. Nothing can come in between your love for soccer."
    Then I hear, a voice whispering so sweet and pure, "You're loved by the whole world, Jo. If you leave now, then we all would go down with you. You're way too important to tell us you can't do it. We've all seen you struggle with harder stuff- like your parents divorce, and bullying. You're unstoppable. You're Totally Jo. You're everything we need in a person. You have a close relationship to Christ, and that's all we need from you, to make you our everyday hero and our role model."
    Tears fall down my cold cheeks, as I turn around to look at him. I touch his face, as I whisper "I love you, Avery," just as I jump.
    What they didn't know was that beneath me, I was surrounded by freezing water.
     I love the rush of jump cliffing. It makes me feel like me again, when the weight of the world's too much to carry on my shoulders.
   This is my relief. This is my get away.       This is my loneliness. This is where I can stand myself on the again and feel alive.
     They all look down and see my head bob up above the water, as I yell "YAHOO!!"
     They all do the same, realizing that I didn't mean any harm. I just wanted to feel alive. I just wanted to charge the battery that keeps me awake through the long days.

You and I, we're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky. With you, I'm alive, like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide.
   So stop time right here in the moonlight, 'cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes.
   Without you, I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole. Without you, I've got no hand to hold. Without you, I feel torn, like a sail in a storm. Without you, I'm just a sad song.
   I'm just a sad song.
   With you I fall, it's  like I'm leaving all my past in silhouettes up on the wall. With you I'm a beautiful mess, it's  like we're standing hand in hand with all our fears up on the edge.
   So stop time right here in the moonlight, 'cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes.
   You're the perfect melody, the only harmony I wanna hear. You're my favorite part of me. With you standing next to me, I've got nothing to fear.
   Without you, I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole. Without you, I've got no hand to hold. Without you, I feel torn, like a sail in a storm. Without you, I'm just a sad song.

   I'm just a sad song.

I remember years ago, someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love. I did, I did.
  You were strong and I was not. My illusion, my mistake. I was careless, I forgot. I did.
  And now when all is done. There's nothing to say. You have gone and so effortlessly. You have won. You can go ahead tell them.
   Tell them I was happy and my heart is broken. All my scars are open. Tell them what I hoped would be. Impossible, impossible.
   Falling out of love is hard. Falling for betrayal is worse. Broken trust and broken hearts. I know, I know.
   Thinking all you need is there. Building faith on love and words. Empty promises will wear.
I know, I know.
   Now when all is gone, there's nothing to say and if you're done with embarrassing me; On your own you can go ahead tell them.
   Tell them all I know now, shout it from the roof tops, write it on the sky line. All we had is gone now.
  I remember years ago, someone told me I should take. Caution when it comes to love. I did.
   Tell them all I know now; Shout it from the roof tops, writeit on the sky line. All we had is gone now.
   Tell them I was happy and my heart is broken. All my scars are open. Tell them what I hoped would be impossible, impossible.
  I remember years ago, someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love.

   I did...

I understand the force and energy. Quantum mechanics and relativity.My field is pure and they rely on me. I see the universe like nobody.
  You may have made fun of me in high school, for being awkward and following the rules. Now I’ve got laser (WOW, That’s really cool). May the mass times acceleration be with you.
  Atoms-Entropy-Dark Matter-String Theory.
  If you want to feel a bond, then I can give you a good  reaction. The elements that make up life. Are my  essence, are my satisfaction.
All the other fields out there are so basic. Yeah, I’m the central science. Keep your eye on me, I’ll get you charged.
If you need me, call me up on Avogadro's Number. If you leave me, take a titrant, shove it up your acid buffer.
Dopamine and serotonin, will keep you good and happy. So get your flask and your glass all set up and begin to understand the world!
  Within me you’ll find life’s beauty, in genetics and ecology. Symbiosis and not division, unless it’s mitosis or the study of fission.
   Even if you don’t pass, at least you’ll enjoy my class!
   Evolution, has brung us along. All species singing one song!
   If you want to learn about the world I must say. I am the purest field of study you can take. Immune to misinterpretation, the blueprint of creation, the backbone of all things science.
   No bias, just constant augmentation, in your mind, and observation. No gadgets, just your logic and your time.
    And PIE.
Together we will find the answers to life! With physics-bio-chemistry-and math!

   We can...SCIENCE!

I fell in love with a beautiful girl, she still takes my breath away. I fell in love in the morning sun, while the hours slipped away. Sometimes when I hear your name, a smile creeps on my face for reasons I can't explain. It's never out of place.
  'Cause I love you, more than you think I do.
   You ran your finger down my back and you spelled out your name, while we lay there on the soft warm ground, for a week and thirteen days.
  I know that it sounds so wrong and you've heard all this before. I didn't come back and I wasn't there. I won't trouble you no more.
   'Cause I love you, more than you think I do.
  Every time I try to fight it, everything just turns out wrong. Maybe if I got my timing right. I wouldn't end up alone.
I fell in love with a beautiful boy and you still take my breath away.
  When you left it was the end of my world. 'Cause I never got to say that I love you. More than you think I do and I love you. Now you don't want me to. 'Cause I love you.
'Cause I love you and I love you. Now you don't want me to.

Mom and Dad both want me to be someone who's amazing, someone I'm not comfortable with being.
     Mom wants me to be someone who's too good for my own being. I'm a good enough kid.
     I do well in school. I do great in church and all the activities that come along. I do well in picking out my friends. I do great in relationships, even if I'm going around from one relationship to another.
     Dad wants me to be a girl who a big heart and smiles all around. I'm well off on my own.
    I know how to smile through the pain. I know how to get a room of full of strangers to love me, with laughter all around.  People know who I am, but do they know what I really did?
    I'm the type of girl who sneaks out my window to meet the boyfriend. I laugh at teachers and make fun of people who are lower then what my expectations lead up to.
     I'm the type of girl who's still good enough in school. I'm still the good girl, but there's an edge to me that's mean and hateful, and sometimes that comes out to show once in a while.
    I'm still figuring out which way to go. Maybe this time I need to lead myself to my own.
    I'm still the quiet kid, yet the rebellious one, who still acts like a normal, angry kid.
    Mom divorced Dad, because Dad was a "bad person."  Where are you now, Dad? Who are you, Mom?
    Who am I? Who am I supposed to be? What am I gonna turn out like? What am I doing wrong? What am I doing right?

Dad and Mom both want me
To dress like they both dress.
If I don’t follow their rules
They think my life is a mess.
I understand that they don’t
Like the way I wear my hair
But, if haircuts are mentioned
In the Constitution, tell me where.

I’ll be a mullet-wearing hipster
As a dedication to yesterday
If ever a day is officially declared
Celebrating double-knit polyester.
But until that day comes, folks
I want you both to know
I don’t want to look like I am
Character from a television show.

I don’t mean to be picky here
But I have suffered the ridicule.
I was the only kid dressed up
Like a CPA in elementary school.
We’re not talking about me
Joining a gang of outlaw crooks.
I just don’t want to get beat up
Because of the way I look.

I’m not shaving ‘***** you’ in
The back of my shaved head.
Neither do I want to come
Dressed as a nerd instead.
It’s probably all about moderation
And less about modern style
But with your kind permission
I’d like to talk with you awhile.

Let’s come to some happy medium
Where you don’t think it’s a scam
That I want to enjoy my youth
And be the person I really am.
I do understand parental guidance
And am grateful that you are here.
But please let me get with the times
Before I prematurely age ten more years.