Do you think about me often
Or just once a week
Am I always on your mind
Or only when you're with me

I wish I knew your thoughts
About me and the things I do
If you think of me with care
Or without any thought

You, however, cross my mind constantly
Making me think
When I should be asleep
But for some reason my mind won't let me be

You're not a foe, instead a friend
But you're nothing more
Even though my heart thinks you are
My brain just says no

So this is why I ponder late at night
About if I am ever on your mind
Because if I knew what you thought
It would decide my heart and mind debate

Cinder block walls
And cold tile floors
White ceiling tiles
And small windows on doors
The lights are too bright
And sometimes they flicker
The desks, they rock and sag
And are covered with doodles
Of both good and bad
But the irony of it all
Is that this is where we learn
Where our minds are supposed to grow
The place that is so defining
Is really just confining
They put us in this box
And contain us with white walls
They say that knowledge is to empower us
But the system just overpowers us
So they wonder why we want to escape
And question us when we fail
They blame it on us
Saying we just aren't smart enough
Saying that the system could never be flawed
And they are right in a way
Because the system isn't flawed
But instead it's the system itself that's the flaw
It compressed the minds that could cure cancer
It forces the next Picasso to color inside the lines
And the next great writer is told not to imagine
The great flaw is not in us and our minds
That's only a minor part
But instead the flaw is in the system that is controlling our young minds

It all started with borrowed shoes
They were left unattended
So I grabbed them as a friend
And with no intentions
I wore them the next day
We laughed like it was all fun and games
Then I forgot to return them

It all started with borrowed shoes
That I eventually did give back
But I guess that's when I fell for you
The way you laughed and played along
Then somewhere along the way
You began to fall for me
And to think all it took was borrowed shoes

We define it as "just friends"
But I know for you
You want to be more than that
You want there to be an "us"

I know you are a great guy
I've known you forever
And you are my best friend
You know I love you...but as a friend?

I don't know how I feel
Or what type of love I have for you
The only thing I know is...

Something in my heart stirs
Whenever you come in the room
Something in my stomach flutters
Whenever you smile at me

But is that stirring butterflies or bees
But is that fluttering love or a warning

The world is an amazing place
All this beauty waiting to be found
From the sunrises to the sunsets at dusk
Why would we try to keep these beauties down

We were created to be beautiful
Why would we try to avoid our purpose
When beauty is our duty to fulfill
Seeing the beauty that leaves us breathless

The world wants us to stay inside the lines
Go the easy way and don't ever try
But life is more exciting when you shine
Because you have to jump before you fly

So why hide behind the ordinary
When we were made for the extraordinary

I'm the one who ended things
I said "we're done."
Crying in a parking lot
I ended us.

Yet when I see you now
I still get flustered
And I don't know why
But I feel the need to impress you

To catch your eye
To remind you what you left behind.
To maybe try and get you back?
Because I miss you?

But the fact remains
I. Left. You.
I shouldn't want you back.
Right?

You never did anything wrong
It was just me.
I just wasn't ready
But maybe I am now?

But either way
I still want you to look
Make you think "what if."
And perhaps that will never change

The day plays over in my head
The conversations I had
The ones I didnt
The people I saw
Those I ignored
What I did
And what I could have done
These are the midnight thoughts
That plague my restless mind
Robbing me of my sleep
And making me second guess everything
There is no peace in midnight thoughts
Only hope that tomorrow I will do better
So that when I face tomorrow's midnight thoughts
I will be plagued less than I was tonight