Death be ******, death by chance
Death in sadness,happiness, or romance
Death in all the bleeding lines
Death in color or black and white
Death be short, Death be long
Death by always doing wrong
Death by self,
a true art
Death by my broken heart

Put that razor down, don't say goodbye.
Believe me when I say, you're too young to die.
Pull down your sleeve, wipe your tears.
For you, I will fight all of your fears.

Hush little baby, don't care for his love.
If he gave you a care, he wouldn't have gave you up.
When your parents hit you, I'll be there when your bruised or bleed
I'll give you anything that you need.

So when you think no one loves you and that your all on your own.
Remember child, my heart is your home.
When you Think things won't get better
Text me, Call me, or even right me a letter.

In my dreams, we danced the night away.
We kissed, we hugged, we had much to say.
As my head lay against the pillows,
My eyes shut to see you under the willow.
In my dreams, we lay under the stars.
We sit by the road and count the cars.
In my dreams, you and I are in love.
But the worst is soon yet to come.
In my dreams you touched my heart.
Remember when I said the worst part?
Here it is....
As soon as  I awake,
My eyes fill with tears, my body starts to shake.
In reality, we're bestfriends
Little do you know my dreams come to an end.
I can't wait for 10 o'clock
For When I fall asleep, my world is rocked.

Why do we get happy, if in the end we are going to cry?
Why do we love someone, if that person won't even try?
They say we're too young to say our goodbyes,
but what's the point on living if we're just going to die?  
Why do we think so much about what we want to say?
when the person we say it too will hate us the very next day?
They think we're unexpected, even though we're so cliché?
because to them it matters how pretty we are, and how much we weigh...
why do we try so hard to be something we're not?
because the person you're trying for doesn't care a whole lot.
So maybe we should stop living, give the world a change.
put in a little ugly and watch the pain drift away.
So maybe we shouldn't think so much about what we want to say
and maybe stop rushing, have a little delay
we should focus more on breathing instead of living,
we should stop receiving and start a little giving.
stop trying so hard to be something we don't want to be
because all the reasons don't actually impress society.