I want to be out of the house.
I want to be able to do anything on my own.
I want to make my own decisions.
I want to make my own mistakes.
I have learned from you for too long.
It is time for me to find my own path.
To start my own journey.
So I can be happy.
So I can be free.

You play hide and go seek with your little telephone.
While I sit here at night all on my own.
The whispers I hear when I walk by your room,
Then stop when you here me but then soon will resume.

I would talk to her everyday knowing that she would listen.
I would cry, smile and she was always there to support me.
But then, it was different.
I no longer felt her with me.
I felt afraid.
But I knew it had to be done.
I am glad that she is happy.
Knowing that, I believe I can do this on my own.

There are only a few that do not take the chance to find love.
They are too impatient so they risk their own lives.
This causes them to never find out what would have gone right for them.
Personally, I do not believe in love, but I am still going to take that chance to find the "person of my dreams".
Sure call me clique, but who cares?
We all do it.
At least for the most part.
How I see it is that there is only a 50/50 percent chance that you live happily ever after.
Did you know that there are more than just one soulmate depending on what decisions you decipher?
They only downfall is that not everyone gets so lucky.
They make mistakes, never find the one, or are so caught up in the attention that they are receiving, that they get think that they are in true love.
So let me ask you.
Are you willing to take that leap of hope to find true love?
Or are you going to take the safest yet most dangerous route just to find solidarity?

When I looked at you, everything else seemed to disappear.
When I touched you, it is like I have never felt something so similar in my life.
When you held me, I felt safe like no-one could come near us.
But then,
You moved away.
I could have gone with you but you made it seem so hard.
You made me feel trapped in this small town with nothing to do.
I was scared and lonely because you were not there to protect me.
I was so mad and angry at you for so long.
You made me feel weak inside and out.
But then you came back.
I was finally able to see myself again.
I was finally able to see that spark.
But remembering how you made be feel without you was too much.
I couldn't bare myself to get attached to you one more time.
So I'm sorry to do this again, but I hope for the best.
Love,
The one you lost before

How is it that one can control someones life, but also be able to have their own destiny?
The feeling of pressure and sadness by another can lead you into depression.
Everyone has a choice on how they want to live their life.
They just do not know it yet and can't seem to figure out how.
Your life is like a blank canvas.
You do not know what to paint until you get a little inspiration.
Someone can make you happy and lead you into doing what you have always wanted to do.
Someone can make you sad and this then leads you into a lifetime of grief.
Knowing your boundaries and your weaknesses can help you become a better person as well as to being able to fulfill the life that you have always dreamed of.

Always imagining what it will be like when I finally find "the one".
We find our true love by the paths that we take.
Not by fate,
Not by blood.
We find our second half by following what we think is right.
So I ask myself, when it will happen for me?
Of course not till long because I am still a kid you see.
People in movies and books find their love when they are in desperate need.
So I ask you, where is my prince charming?
Am I just too stupid to see him?
Or am I too afraid of what they may say?
I hope I find you one day.
And when I do,
I hope you will love me for who I am.

The feeling of being crammed in a box.
Afraid of what others may say.
You may think that I am okay,
But really I'm scared.
I feel helpless.
Like I'm in a hole that has no end.

I want to talk to you but I am afraid.
I know you are too lazy to help so what is the point?
The others don't think it is a big deal since they have lived through something so similar.
But now, we grow up in a different time which means a different way of dealing with things.
How come you don't think ahead?
You know that one day it will happen again.
So why wait and get comfortable?
We both know that once we settle in, it will all come crashing down.
I feel as though I am misplaced and no one can see what is hiding.
My personality has changed and has made me more self aware of what people can do.
I know that if we leave now, it will all be so confusing.
But at least then we would know that everything will be okay.

I will never graduate.
I will never be able to have a family.
I won't get my first kiss.
I won't loose my virginity.
I won't be able to live on my own,
Or even get my first pay check.
I won't go to college.
I will never fall in love.
I would never get married,
Or have kids for that matter.
The last food I will ever have is cereal.
The last day I would see my family.
The last time I had a laugh.
All because of you.
Your stupid games and the scares you bring on our community.
You think you won't get caught.
You think that this time it will be different.
Others are joking, spreading rumors to help you get noticed.
You think this is funny don't you?
It won't be soon when you get locked up.

You say you love her but then you talk behind her back?
I wonder why you still talk to her if you promised to stay away.
You were supposed to do this for me, but I guess you wouldn't understand.
But I thought you would since you have been through this trouble before.
I guess all you do is repeat what you have been taught.
I know you cheat to this game we play.
It is me against you but I never have a say.
You laugh, talk gossip and drink all night long.
"You promised me" I said, but it comes out so wrong.
I know we make mistakes but you continue to repeat them.
You say I am a brat but all you do is talk **** behind our backs.
I wish I knew what to say to you,
But it is hard for me cause I haven't got a clue.

You have fed me lies my whole life.
I keep my emotions bottled up so you think I am okay.
I'm not.
I forgave you for what you did.
But that still does not mean I have forgotten.
Sketched in my brain like a map.
Untouched since that day.
I try and stay positive.
Being that happy go lucky kind of gal you "always" knew.
My friends do not know our secret.
That I have kept bottled up like a rocket ship.
Around you is when I remember, the hateful words you spat in my face.
So tell me one more time.
Do you love me?
Cause it sure as hell didn't seem like it.

I thought you were cute, and you thought the same.
Thinking that I would never get the chance to talk to you because I was too afraid.
Then one day, you decide to finally speak up.
Figuring out that you were not the guy I thought you were made me feel sad.
Wondering that if I was different, then maybe things could work out.
I knew from the beginning this was wrong.
We live in two different worlds that would never collide.
You have played with the weak and pretty.
I guess I know who you really are now.
Boy oh boy, you picked the wrong girl.
Because if you actually knew me, you would know that this would never work out for the good.

Red eyes,
***** mouth,
And a wickedness you cannot explain.
The touch of your harmful words have left me stunned.
I am lost.
Confused.
And without a whole.
The life I thought I once knew, now broken like an egg shell.
She said she would stop.
But who would have thought,
She did not.