You're a light headed,
lovestruck,
immature,
inexperienced,
boy crazy,
bewitched girl.
You're enchanted and infatuated with every boy the says your name,
they tug on your heart strings like a game.
You think every guy is a new lover,
when truth is,
they're just another guy.
But I do have words of advice.

Keep chasing them.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
Because one day,
you grow up,
time passes,
and you're old and alone.
I don't mean to be depressing,
but the point I'm trying to get across is,
be light headed,
be lovestruck,
be immature,
and be inexperienced.
Be boy crazy,
and be bewitched,
have your heart broken,
but never forget this...

Just have fun while doing it.
Because life is just too **** short to sit and sulk,
or to cry and complain,
oh, it drives me insane!

Nothing is perfect when you're young,
in fact, it's far from it.
But it's not suppose to be, it's suppose to be fun,
so do yourself a favor,
and enjoy it.

Live a lot,
love a lot,
and most of all,
never forget these rambling thoughts,
written down on the back,
of a letter from the bank,
saying I over-drafted some eighty dollars.

(See, growing up *****.)

I see the future in today,
I see it in you and me.
I see the past, fading away,
not forgotten easily.

We are the scene, we are the future,
bright minds in a dark time.
Defending a nation, we can't lose her,
we fight for our dreams and our rights.

The world is beckoning for salvation,
and we can save it, but only together.
Rise from the ashes of our ****** nation,
and we can make this world better.

For I believe, I have a new found hope,
this nation is not backing down without a fight.
We'll stand together, and do what we know,
and what we believe is right.

We're marching down the streets of The City,
demanding peace and rights for you and me.
We're screaming into the ears of the Idiocracy,
deaf because they're blocked with a hypocrisy.

We're blind if we think we are the forsaken,
they're suffering in other countries.
Just because you're right to hold your gun was taken,
doesn't mean this is the end for you and me.

We're crying out "******!" when an animal's slaughtered,
you'll put animals rights before you're daughter.
And when you're daughter can't get a loan for college,
just remember, you chose animals over knowledge.

We're blind if we think we are the forsaken,
they're suffering in other countries.
Just because you're right to hold your gun was taken,
doesn't mean this is the end for you and me.

They are the forgotten!
The forsaken!
We lose sight of the worth of other human life!
We are mistaken!

I spend every night that same,
lying in bed,
lying in pain.
Waiting for someone or something,
to heal my open wounds.
But I've been waiting and it seems,
these wounds ain't healin' soon.
I spend every night staring,
at a pale white ceiling.
And I wake every morning feeling,
like a forgotten doll,
propped up against the wall,
under the bed,
dust from head to toe.
I'm not sure if I'll ever know,
of a love like ours again.
And I'm not sure if I'll ever,
not feel numb again.
My mind is wired,
but it's wired all wrong.
Like an off key song,
it makes me cringe.
So tonight I will binge,
all the memories of us.
And then I will purge,
every last bit of trust.
Erase it from mind,
before the sun rises,
and then I will rise from this bed,
and pretend to live again.

I've been sitting here,
for what feels like days,
but only a few hours,
have wasted away.

The doctors said,
you would be okay,
but that doesn't mean ****,
we're back here again.

I never thought I,
would get that call in the night,
saying you were here,
fighting for your life.

But I knew you weren't,
fighting at all,
because I think this is,
our third trip this fall.

I don't want to see,
you have to leave,
but it's best for you,
and for your family.

I'll visit everyday,
until you come home,
and when you do,
it'll be forever, I hope.

Oh how I wish,
you'd rise from that bed,
and say everything,
felt happy in your head.

But since that is not,
the case here tonight,
I'll sit by this bed,
and hold your hand tight.

Sitting in the sand,
watching the waves come rolling in.
The night is young,
but I am old and broken.

Lost in thought,
sitting on the sandy shore.
Staring at the full moon,
thinking their must be something more.

I'm waiting for hope but the tide is rising,
the waves will soon swallow me whole.
And when waves crash over my head and **** me out to sea,
I will be home.

The moon reflects,
on the water beneath it.
The ocean will,
give peace to all who seek it.

The chilling water,
slowly creeps it's way up the shore.
Dragging down,
rocks and sand to the ocean floor.

I'm waiting for hope but the tide is rising,
the waves will soon swallow me whole.
And when waves crash over my head and **** me out to sea,
I will be home.

The world was much easier,
when I had you in my arms.
I made a promise to you,
I'd protect you from all harm.

I never thought the ocean,
could bring out such emotion.
That was until I lost you,
to the ocean blue.

So please,
take me.
Please,
take me.