Her smile brings his dark skies sunshine
Her eyes pull the tides back to the shoreline
Like the sea to the moon, he kept gravitating
He thinks of her her not me but her

He smiles that secret smile and I know he’s smitten
Blame it on the love bug, he said; he’s been bitten
Would’ve been a fairy tale happy ending
If I was her her can I be her

Her warm embrace thaws his stone cold heart
I’d know, coz he and I are same from the start
As I stay trapped in our past, she changed him for the better
She’s his salvation, and he loves her her her

I hoped and prayed that I be worthy
Of his mind and heart, not his folly
But a garden **** like me can never make him happy
If I was him, I won’t look at another

I’d choose her her always her

Those eyes that have always shone with glee
Those lips I have prayed could utter its love to me
Those arms which smell of safety and home
Those hands which tell me I’m not alone

I tell them fake stories based on my real emotions
I reach out but my mind and body are frozen
So instead I become who people want me to be
Coz all I ever wanted was for someone to hold me

I looked down and thought about how I was made of paper
About how I fold and bend to the will of my maker
About how easy it is for me to be thrown away
About how I will burn and perish someday

It is in writing these words that we keep from falling apart
And maybe by imagining what good fortune the world has to offer
We convince ourselves we can make then real

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so pale and defenseless that I couldn’t do it. What I wanted to **** wasn’t on that innocent skin or in that terrified pulse fighting against my blade. What I wanted to **** was somewhere else deeper, somewhere else quieter, and somewhere impossible to reach.

People look to me to solve their problems
Fix their lives, make everything okay
But what if I myself am a puzzle
An unsolvable equation
Then who gets to fix me?