Grow up and compromise
because you can't win every time
you can sure try
but sometimes you have to share the victory
and let me tell you that feels pretty great too

Grow up and shut up
not everyone is going to love you
and there is bound to be at least one person you hates you
for no particular reason
but fighting with words
behind their back
will only make you more angry

Grow up and listen
your opinion is fan-frickin'-tastic
but do you know you just regurgitated the quiet child's words
someone else may have the solution
and you would know that if you just took the time to hear it

Grow up and stop listening
find right and wrong for yourself
stop caring what the girl behind you or the boy down the hallway is saying
guess what, newsflash, it probably isn't about you!
develop selective hearing
so when people are being
flat
out
dumb
you can dance over their words

Grow up and grow up
it's fine to be a child
but don't be stuck in your childhood
there are better things ahead
if you just
compromise
shut up
listen
stop listening
you'll find your place
and it will feel amazing
and all those sickening words in the back of your head won't matter anymore

Grow up

There is nothing left in me worth saving,
Not there ever was, just take me here, take me now,
I really don't have life to live, so take me now,
My friends are depressed, but I'm the same...I can't help them myself,
So in memory of me, help them, support them, while I'm being buried in the ground.
Now don't get too worried, folks, I've tried and tried, but I'm not man enough,
but no one really cares so bye, my loves.

I feel so lonely
With
No one to trust
Or
Turn to.
Supposed to be friends are more worried about themselves and can't notice what I'm doing.
I'm hiding
and
hurting,
Hurting emotionally
to the point where I've gone
numb inside.
The only times I remember I have feelings is
when the flood of emotions comes rushing out
and
leaves me
shaking
and panting for air.

You’re the meteor shower I stay awake all night for.

Love makes me happy makes me sad,
Makes me tired makes me glad,
Why does Love affect me in so many different ways?
There is Love for a brother, for a sister, for a mother,
For a father, for an uncle, for a girlfrend, or friends.
Why can I only manage the last two?

Hate is the rage that fills my bones,
At the separation of me and her, two hearts forever joined,
At the way my parents mock my friends,
At Cancer. That the filthy beast should dare go near Andy!
Hate starts wars, causes death, destruction, decay.
Yet where is Love in war?
In the smile of te nrse at the valor of her patients,
In the flowers laid on the graves of even the enemy,
In the defense of Liberty, Family and the Homeland.

I asked her what did she like about me
She listed the things I do for her
Said nothing about me and who I am

I then knew I was in trouble
I knew what needed to be done
I think deep down, I've always known

We always do know
but we fool ourselves
Keep hoping that eventually
they will fall for us
Because we do deserve that

The 1% chance that they will
is enough for us to keep fighting
But you should stop
when you're the only one fighting

I am tired of falling for the wrong person
Beginning to doubt there is such thing for me
Beginning to think love isn't for me

The right person never comes
I should stop looking
I have stopped