confusion has its hold on me
im confused if i even want to breathe
im confused if i even want him
im confused if ill ever make it out alive
cause if theres a god, he knows how hard i strive to stay alive.

I'm So fed up,
People always telling me,
I'm a sin,
That it's wrong I love a girl,
It's wrong I am able to go to bed at night happy,
It's so wrong,
And that I am going to hell,
What If
It was wrong that you were  boy that loved a girl,
Or a girl that loved a boy,
How could you go to sleep at night happy,
You're a sin,
You're going to hell,
That's nasty,
But
Yet, I sit back,
And Let you love,
Is it that bad?
Because I promise,
I'll take going to hell,
Over this girl..

Roses are red,
                         violets are blue,
                                                     when things fall apart,
                                                                                            love is our glue.

Your smile.
    Your eyes,
       Your lips,
         Your hair,
           Your voice,
             Your laugh,
               Your hands,
                 Your smirk,
                   Your teasing,
                     Your humor,
                       Your weird faces,
                         The way you walk,
                           The way you say my name,
                             The way you look,
                               The way you talk,
                                 Your singing,
                                   Your body,
                                     *You

"who are you going to formal with?"
"i'm taking myself..."