i want more than just a glimpse of your mind
more than just another hi
talk to me
no need to be subtle
your voice is enough to turn my rigid parts supple

your eyes could meet mine
for only half a second

and i’d end up thinking about them
for half a century

I need to be strong.
Not for me,
But for those around me..

**** you.
You said you liked me,
But now you say you don't?
Not the way that I do.

**** you.
I finally put my heart on the line again,
And you crush it?
I thought you were better than that.

**** you.
I can't even look at you in the eyes anymore...
I feel like you broke my trust.

**** you.
**** you.
And I still like you,
Hell I even love you still.

**** you.
**** you.

I was happy,
Then it all came crumbling down around me...

they all sat there
asking themselves why.

why does time keep
going even though
i want it to stop?

why does the future
seem so abstract
until it hits you full on?

why are careers and
diplomas and degrees
so important in determining
who you are?

these questions without
answers whirl around
their heads,

they stop their eating,
dreaming, cleaning,
and make sure they
never get out of bed.

the questions we ask
ourselves, can't be
answered out loud,

it is only by living
our lives, that these
answers can be
found.