Seventeen's too young,
To be looking at two pink lines
Yesterday was college, cars, and boys
Today is crushed dreams, tears, and diapers
She is faced with a decision
Pro Life or Pro Choice
Life for me she chooses
Only at the expense of her dreams

You took a permanent marker to my heart,
Scribbled your name like I was property.
You wrote lines in my mind,
Professing your fears and dreams.
Words so black and bold,
Reminding me of all my beauty.
You underlined everything I'm afraid of,
And blacked out all my sad memories.
You quoted my thoughts on love and life,
Highlighting your favorite parts.
You circled all my deepest opinions,
To bookmark them for a later date.
You left bullet points full of reasons,
Why you take my breath away.
You numbered my favorite words of wisdom
Just so you would always remember them.
You took a permanent marker to my heart,
And there in bold black ink, forever left your mark.

I want to believe in fairy tales
I want to believe in glass slippers
And happily ever after's
I want to believe in prince charming's
And the slaying of dragons
I want to believe in magic
And all that comes with it
I want to believe evil queens
And poison red apples
I want to believe in fairy god mothers
And true loves first kiss
I want to believe in everything
Dreams are made of...

I could look you in the eyes
And tell you everything my heart feels
I could trace the lines on your face
And tell you everything they say
I could lace my fingers with yours
And feel every crease of heart ache
I could touch my lips to yours
And feel every butterfly
I could tear down my walls
And open every piece of my heart

or

I could not say a word
And just walk away
Because it's easier that way

It was your mind that captivated me
Followed by your tantalizing body
Your sweet way of hypnotizing speech
Imagery of your hands enticing reach
Touching the depths of all my darkest secrets
Wrapping me with your arms like a blanket
Giving me just enough to always want more
You see into my soul like an open door
I dream of your beautiful lips
Hoping they will grace me with a kiss
Everything I want, but nothing that I need
One word can drop me to my knees
I wish you were a moment I could suspend
We’re running in circles and back again
Your beautiful spirit is taking its toll
We will always be two halves of a whole

It’s like looking in a mirror
Looking at you
An image of a soul
A little bruised and slightly broken
Masking the shambled past
With lines to a song, cigarette smoke
And the Rebel Yell Lingering on your breath
If you drink enough your numb
If you cant feel anything
Then nothing hurts
Those scares on your knees and hands
They are the failed attempts of the world
To push you down
But determinism flows freely through you
Proving everyone wrong who gets in your way
A rough tough and wild outside
With a  soft personal inside
Yes this image terrifies me
Yes this image makes me want to run
It makes me want to run to everywhere you are
Because this soul image is my insatiable desire

She dances and spins
To the music she feels
Surrounded by the freedom
To do as she pleases

She dances and spins
To the beat of a heart
Surrendering in the dark
Slowly pulling her in

She dances and spins
To the voice of a lover
Quickly taking her to places
She never thought she’d go

She dances and spins
To the melody of life
Writing the pages
Of her very own story