My phone flashes
Screaming it needs sleep
When I scream I don't get sleep
I receive ***** looks
And tempered screams back

I wish I was a phone
Someone would hold me every day
Someone would care if I was broken
I would talk to so many
I could see the world through a safe screen

Ohh how I wish
I was a phone

I was left alone
And I thought too much

I shouldn't be left alone
Ever again

I hold my head up high
For I'm to proud to cry
As I whisper our final good bye
The words you say full of lies

Your hand finds my face
And you pull me into your embrace
My hearts pounding like I've ran a race
Oh I try not to leave a single trace

Of sadness in my heart
As you turn away to start
Heading home, and drifting us apart
My head tries to dart

The bullet of emotions racing to me
I tell myself this is the way it's meant to be
I lean on this cherry tree
And feel myself be free

Even the glass
In the old windows
Will eventually break

Even the foundation
Of this building will crumble
Into a pile of clay and ash

And the pillars that
Reach so high now
Will only stand a few feet tall

So what is it all for?
What is the purpose
Why build when all things seem
To do is crumble

The experience
The memories
Legends and stories passed down

Generation to generation
Will hear of the pyramids
And temples in Greece

So if you ever think
Whats the point
No one will remember me

Remember that you helped

You helped build these stone walls
Pillars that stand tall
And broken windows shattered into small

You matter

Turn these scars
Into something beautiful
I am tired of staring
At the mess on my wrists

Take my hurt and
Kiss it all better
I bet if you tried you could twist
My scars into pictures and photographs

Cause this mess that I've made
Is a disaster of rage
The price that I've paid
Is too high to trade

And I am lost in the razors
That's I hold so dear
My safety will be
The death of me

And I'm sorry
For only being half of
What I used to be
And I'm sorry
For only being able to
Give what's left of me
And I'm sorry for all the
Mistakes that I've made
The thank you's I've not let free

I'm sorry
For being there
When I'm not