I give you everything.
I say nothing.
I try not to get in your way.
I let you trample all over me.

It has been 3 years like this,
and I only found out yesterday that I've had enough of this.
All these three years I've been blind,
thinking that you would change.
I was wrong.
People never change.

Just take everything you want,
I wont resist.
Just take anything you want,
as long as you leave.

The thought of airplanes makes me feel so good.
Does it not feel good when you're all alone in your room, and you look outside your window to see a passing airplane fly in the sky, and think,
there are people right above my head right now.
**New people, people who maybe I might meet one day, people who I may never know, people from all around the world.

When you're five, you tell them, "I'm going to be president of this time,"
and they smile and nod and say with glee, " Yes sweetheart. You can be what ever you want to be."

When you're nine or ten you tell them, " I want to be a star just like them,"
and they smile, joke, and laugh back saying, " We hope we won't have to put up with that."


When you're around thirteen you tell them, " I think I want to be ..."
but they cut you off and say, " We know what you must be. You must first go to college, and study."

So when you're fifteen or sixteen you no longer know what you want to be,
because they always tell you, " Be a doctor, a lawyer, and get a Ph.D."

So now you're eighteen and you're like,
What the **** am I supposed to do with the rest of my life?


So just remember that what ever you choose,
what ever you plan to bare,
make it be something that you know you'll do
with lots of care.

Because in the end your parents aren't the ones
who will be making a living out of the decision that you've done.
They just want the best for you
because they love you a ton.

Is it possible to not have a job?

Could I just run my life without having to sob?

Could life for once be simple?- could it just stop making me wrinkled?

Could people stop judging, and I just stop caring?

People should just be loving, and profit sharing.

I mean, hey it wouldn't be too bad to share what you have,

with people you could learn to love. That wouldn't be too bad?



Life without problems would be such a breeze.

Why can't it be that way and leave me at ease?

You begin your letter as if
you were here with me, together.    
And at that my emotions fell
and tumbled over like fierce oceans.  

I took a deep breath
and held onto my bed,
trying to keep myself from going down under.

But down under I went,
into the abyss of the blue
where all I could think about was
how much I miss you.

Your words are sweet
but make me weep.
Your tone is kind,
and is screws with my mind.
Your filled with love,
but I'm just filled with despair,
for all I can think about is
how much I miss you
mon cher.