Please, don't look at me.
Don't smile, or talk to me.
Please, don't treat me like you have a care in the world
Or in the least, want to know my world.
I gave you a choice to make
Knowing it would end like this.
I put myself on the edge
knowing I would fall.
The burden. Torture.
Its time to stop.
you know.
It really hurt.
But I am glad you didn't save me.
because when you left
I remembered how to breathe again.

There was a girl
who sat all alone
made colors from dust
and darkness from gold

Nobody noticed her,
maybe they didn't care
to them, well,
she wasn't even there

Always alone,
never speaking a word
always drawing in dust
and making darkness from gold

Many say she's a freak
but me, I say she's talented,
maybe misunderstood
but that's not her problem

I say this because, this girl is me
The one i've hidden underneath
Who draws beauty from dust
and darkness from gold

How can thoughts be real
They're not solid enough to touch
So how can someone manifest
A feeling such as love?
Can you
Hold it
Breathe it
Squeeze it in your hands
It's forcing us to trust
In the invisible
Once again

Because although you can't see it
  It can still disappear
Love is the sad song
That left you crying in your beer

Blind sided
It can hit you
And you best believe it's true
Love is as real
As the way I feel for you
....