There is a girl
A light slowly burning out
Trapped in a world
Stuck between dreams and reality

With wings, she could fly
But anchors hold her down
Feathers clipped
And dreams destroyed

Every time she runs
Every time she sets herself free
They bring her back
They lock her up again

She's not sure what she wants
But she can feel it
And she can see it
Just out of her grasp

Oh, how she longs to stretch
To grow an inch or two
And reach out for it
And make it hers

But they tie her down
They hold her back
They tell her no
They say she can't

But underneath her hopeless eyes
There is strength
Such as a tiger would hold
So strong, yet so weak

She is different
And they do not like it
They don't understand it
But she knows the truth

Because the reason they hold her back
Is because they want what she has
They see her light
And if they can't have it, it needs to die

And the girl, she knows
She sees that one day they will forget
They will leave the door open just a crack
And in that instant, she'll be free

They'll see her soar
Higher than they ever imagined
So high they cannot see her
And she'll be free

I think I've got it all wrong again.
I think it was all just in my head.
This isn't what I think it is --
I'm still alone like before.
I mistook your attention for something more.

Your heart is empty and my head is numb,
I'm the greatest fool there ever was.
I'm leaving, I'm not looking back.
I'm taking everything with me.
Not even the scent of my smile will linger.

I hope you love someday,
And I hope she's better than me.
I hope her eyes are dry
And her head is high
And she's more on the ground than she is in the sky.

All I ever was was high.
You couldn't reach me.
I stopped letting you try.
I'm too far above for your compact love
That came packed with density
Too intense for me,
Misplaced and under-spaced affections that were too immense for me.

And I don't know how to let you go,
So you'll have to let me go instead.
The music is gone and the dream is dead.
For once, I feel like this is really the end --
Not a mere rebirth of the story of a friend
Who dared to find a better way.

And the bitter truth is that we're stronger apart.
You were the symphony in a subway car,
And I was the apple in a cookie jar.

We belonged, just not with each other.

it's not easy being the superhero
in fact
it's hell
because while you're out there
saving the whole ******* world
who is going to save you?
nobody
those selfish ******* need you
but you need them more
and they'll never know
that
sometimes the superhero
needs saving too

i wish i could be beautiful without having to change my hair or my face or my clothes or my weight. i wish i could focus on the year to year, not the day to day. i wish i could look in the mirror and smile instead of picking at "problem areas" and wanting to smash it and cry and fall apart like the fragmented reflections on the ground. i wish i could be loved for me. i wish i could be happy.

I wanted to love you,
But I never got the chance.
You played off my affections
As if what we had was happenstance.

We were never going to be amazing,
But we sure could've been good.
Amongst subtle touches and star-gazing
Lied the words I wished to say but never would.

And I've been told by friend and foe alike
That I can't blame myself for your reluctant heart.
Though, if I could just break this wretched cycle,
Maybe we could've avoided this from the start.

But it's what I do - I trip and stumble,
And all my strategically-placed walls begin to crumble,
As I fool myself into believing
That girls like me can end up with boys like you.

And as much as I hate to admit,
I know my soul is that of a poet,
So that loneliness will surely be my destiny -
Though I pray my tired heart may forego it.

But fate is a demanding thing,
And even the most minuscule chance at love
Will be dutifully executed in a timely manner,
While the cosmic audience nods in approval from above.

I'm a beginner's violin,
A rental for newborns,
Carried crooked, strummed silly --
A hasty, cacophonous frustration.
Sometimes, my abuser will discover a melody within,
But I'm left abandoned each and every time.
A bruised composite of groans and tireless hours,
I'm useless to the former novice --
To the master musician seeking a worthy companion --
And I'm tossed to the next clueless dreamer.

I'm nothing but a stepping stone,
The first on the path -- the most walked-on of all.
I'm the start of a new journey, never the finish.
I'm the easiest one to trample.
I'm the training wheels that the little boy hates that he needs,
All too eager to outgrow and to pry from his bike of a life.

I'm the catalyst that pushes caterpillar to butterfly.

Most supportive, least desired,
Once I raise them, they're gone by morning --
Never a thank you, never a nod, never a thought.

I'm like a wilting daisy, too tragically beautiful for anyone to pick.

I've got this nasty little secret
That I'm finally ready to give,
And here it is:

I'm afraid that in this life
I've died more times than I've lived.

Will you be my umbrella?
Hold me close,
Keep me safe
When the rain pours down?

Or will you be the storm?

I'll be the girl with her head hung low
And you'll be the perfect boy in the imperfect world
And together we'll be us

When you're putting on a mask
Running blindly from the past
I'll be here waiting
Always waiting for you

When your cheeks burn from smiling
And your eyes burn from secret crying
I'll be here waiting
Always waiting for you

When your heart is surely broken
By the one that you had chosen
I'll be here waiting
Always waiting for you

When all your days seem hopeless
And living is just pointless
I'll be here waiting
Always waiting for you

When you finally need a new love
To replace the one you're tired of
I'll be here waiting
Always waiting for you

But one day I must pass
For nothing ever lasts
And up there I'll be waiting
Always waiting for you

When I escape
The world will be mine
I will be everywhere
And nowhere

When I escape
I will fade away
My worries will cease
And happiness will consume me

When I escape
There will be no more pain
No more jealous people
Telling me I can't

When I escape
The sky will be much bluer
The ocean much deeper
And the music more rich

When I escape
The people will not know me
The people will not judge me
The people will just love me

When I return
The world will be behind me
The future dark and dreary
And the people just the same

If only I could escape forever
Could float upon a velvet cloud
Could soar into the atmosphere
That is supposed to hold me down

If only you could be there with me
Could hold me in the cities
Could love me when I need it
And never let me go

My insides crash
And my lungs explode
And my eyes squeeze shut
And everything is urgent.
Muscles tense like that last argument -
You yelled, I cried.
Isolate. Isolate.
Go away.
Numb, yet bursting with pain;
Shot down & wounded.
Truly an attack.

The sky seems so much bluer
The wind feels so much softer
The colors are much brighter
Now that I've found you

I wake up with a smile
It stays there all day long
And all because I know
I'm coming home to you

With you I am free
I am anyone and everyone
I am in control
And nobody can tell me no

The world is open once more
My life is grand again
And all my sadness gone
Locked behind this golden sunlight

Thank you for your present
Your gift you give to me
Every time I embrace you
It makes life such a joy

I'm so glad we came together
Like long lost friends reunited
I remember how it used to be
And how much better it is now

Now that I've found you
Now that you've saved me
Now that I've saved myself
Life will be good

An eye for an eye,
A heart for a heart.
You stole mine, so I went for yours
But found no place to start.
For where a heart should surely be,
A sign was in its place
(I guess it's common courtesy),
And this is what it states:

"I took my heart to give to you
To show I love you so,
But that same love grew wings and flew,
And where it is, I do not know!
I've taken yours to keep it safe until it finally lands.
Until then, I'll remember our last embrace and dream of your romance."

I hope your heart does soon return, and then to mine does bind --
For one heart without another is such a pitiful thing to find.