It’s not like,
I can’t pretend you’re not standing here so near.
It’s not like,
I can’t hear you whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

It’s not like,
You honestly really truly care.
It’s not like,
It’s your feelings you want to share.

It’s not like,
You really dared to dream.
It’s not like,
You wanted to prance me around and be seen.


It’s not like,
You tried to break my heart.
BUt hey in the end,
You still tore me apart.

When you’re a babe,
Life’s just a game.
You don’t know much else,
Besides your name.

But when you get older,
Things start to feel strange.
Like a telephone call,
That’s just out of range.

And when it’s said,
Nothing is ever the same.
You feel awkward and funny,
About your last name.

You feel unwanted,
Unclean.
Not fit,
To be seen.

It was never my fault,
It’s all his to blame.
For taking her innocence,
And her name.

Cause when your adopted,
People never quite see.
Why such a dark cloud,
Is surrounding me.

First you took my life,
I didn’t really care.
I still had family and friends,
And secrets I didn’t share.

But, then you tried my heart,
You ripped it from my chest.
I felt it slowly die,
As a clung to my bleeding breast.

At this I revolted and screamed,
But you beat me down.
You said I was disgusting,
Such a fool, a clown.

So I hid in darkness,
Where prying eyes can’t see.
But somehow in this dark,
You managed to find me.

The final hit against me,
Was my innocent soul.
you tore it from my very being,
And left a gaping hole.

So now I’m nothing more,
But a rotting human shell.
Stuck reaching up to heaven,
And falling down to hell.

I will miss your smile,
Just to let you know.
I will miss the way,
You never let your feelings show.

I will miss your heartbeat,
Beating beneath my hand.
I will miss the way,
You always took a stand.

And if you don’t miss me,
Well, I guess that’s okay.
Even if you don’t,
I’ll text you every day.

I know you say you love me,
And trust me I know you do.
But honey if our love dies,
It was worth it just to be with you.

I will miss your lips,
I will miss your eyes.
I will miss your foolishness,
No one could not, no matter how one tries.

I will miss you baby,
And I can’t wait to see your face.
But I hope that when I leave,
I leave some trace.