I think I'm dying.
There's a pain in my chest
and my hands shake like crazy
and all that plays in my head
is the way you kissed me on my forehead
and said, "I'm so, so sorry."

I feel so pathetic
because I know it's over
but you still bring me to my knees
and I still beg for you to stay.
But nothing keeps you in my arms
and there's gotta be a way I can deal with that.

Sometimes you need to learn
that moving on is painful
and moving on is hard
but moving on is needed
when you have nowhere else to turn and
no one else to rely on.

Don't **** with the ones
whose dreams are so high
that skyscrapers can't meet the tops
of the possibilities that float in the sky
or the hopes that lay at their feet
so easy to grasp that
all they need is just a little push
and then a running start
and the courage to set sail
on a path into the unknown.

My body is the
temple where both love and hate
reside in turmoil.

you're the gravity
that grounds me on my two feet
*but i dream to fly

I can still taste the
blackened ash on my burnt lips
left by three coarse words.

Tomorrow is like
The choices we make today
Certain but unknown

I once knew a kid who tried to fly
He grew some wings and went to go try
I saw him take flight
which was quite the sight
splat! went the kid who wanted to fly

Explain to me why
In my dreams you kiss my lips
But in life leave me