I don't understand
why being the last choice is so painful.
To know there is always someone better
is tearing my soul apart.
What happened to me being special?
I guess you lied just like everyone else.
Truth is, I don't give a ****.
I can't.
Because the more I care the more it hurts,
and I can't take another hit.

Please let me go home.
I don't feel like I belong.
I feel so lost here.

You used to be my morphine.
But now..
*you can't even heal the hurt

How am I supposed to know,
if away our love he'll throw.
What am I supposed to do,
for a love that's not so new?
Of course he says he loves me so,
but is it true or all for show?

Why must I do this?
All the pain I cause for you..
It kills me inside.

I have to press "pause"
on this wild, wild game called life.
Or else I'll choose "quit".

I see you coming,
and time begins to stand still.
I will protect you.

Together, in a sea of black and white flowers,
we listen to the seconds tick by.
They tick away almost as fast as my heart beats.
As we lie so near each other,
gazing into each others eyes I can't help but smile.
You, oh you.
You laugh that adorable awkward laugh of yours,
the one that sounds just like everything good in the world.
But you stop when you see that I can't take my eyes off of you.
You slide just a bit closer to me as you ask "What is going on?".
Sleep is dragging me under like an anchor into the ocean,
and the only words I could utter were "I think I like you".
I close my eyes and hang on just long enough to hear you say
*"Good, because I've already fallen."

Secrets are meant to be kept to oneself,
not whispered to the entire world.
To be breathed into bottles and placed on the shelf,
not to be seen and unfurled.

Secrets are meant to be cherished,
and to bond the ones who share them.
They should be kept until your perish,
and not be used to condemn.

Sixteen years old.
And still feeling like a child.
Will I ever grow up?

Somebody please help me stop.
Stop seeing those things that haunt me day and night.
Somebody please help me out.
Out of this place that fills me with a terrible fright.

Please, I'm begging.
Someone at least try to break down my walls.
Someone please just love me until I can love back.
Someone please be there when I need you.
Because I need you, Someone.
Now more than ever.

The anticipation, and the stress.
The waiting to be told.
The butterflies in your stomach.
The shaking hands.
The tripping over your words.
The feeling of all eyes on you.
The joy of theatre.

Everyone run!**
The Pirates are coming!
Run or be hanged like the Jolly Roger

I'm thinking backwards.
And he can't make sense of me.
Choking on my foot.

That fear isn't one to just go away,
Especially after just three days..
You have helped me through so much,
Even though it was caused by your touch.
Some things just aren't meant to be.
Anything but you and me.

As I stand here peering into the glass at your lovely face
I loose track of the time as it passes.
All I know is that it feels like absolutely forever,
since you last held me in your loving embrace.

Standing here with my nose pressed against the window,
as I pray you won't look over and notice me.
I hope you won't notice that I'm busy noticing you.
You catch my eye and all the voices in my head begin to crescendo.