Love is often lost
and more than often it's mishandled.
For me I think I've finally seen
the entire plan dismantled.
I've given it a go and man,
it always ends in shambles.
Too much emotion both get broken
what I've taken's more than ample.
I've given up at least for now,
I just can't afford to take the gamble.

Just another week,
Finals, then report cards, then the salvation my burnt out head seeks,
And finally, a few months away from you,
Activities to forget the awful words you spewed,
I've been doing no work at home, in the classroom or on the bus,
It seems my burnt out head is two weeks ahead of us,
Next year, senior year, last year of rumors and trends,
I shall repeat to myself, over and over,
*It's the start of the end

The prince is dead
the castle has crumbled
he failed the quest as soon as he stumbled
off a high wall
and down to the ground
upon which he perished with hardly a sound.
The princess is doomed
now trapped in a tower
where she watches the world blacken hour by hour
the sun went away
and the grass shriveled up
the demons now revel in the ash and the muck.
Oh the kingdom is ruined
and the people all wail
but heroes all die in true fairy-tales.

You hurt me the way I want to hurt him,
You should know I never wanted to be this way,
Turned bitter after three years of resentment and shame,
High School always starts and ends the same,
Whisper down the lane, and strip me of my name,
On the bright side,
I won't have to find places in the hallways to hide,
because this final year will be the year I don't have your schedule memorized.

My lungs are swollen from these cigarettes
Burning my past and my recent regrets
As my anger rides off on a trail of smoke
I smile so wide as I cough and I choke