Is a promise made to be broken?
Woven through trust
Strengthened by love
Bound by time
Tested by differences
Worn by distance
Broken by selfish action
Is a heart made to be broken?
Maybe a heart is a promise
Strong and naive
Shattered in no time at all
Pick up the pieces
The sharp edges cut your hands
Bandage and glue
You're almost whole again
Till he returns
The pieces are shattered again
Now made of glass
No bandage can heal broken glass
Thats all i am
Cracked glass
Waiting to be broken

I'm a twisted oak tree
with branches glued on from others
the laugh of the maple
wit of a birch
the emotion of a weeping willow
every tree that i see
glues another branch to me
I am every tree I ever met
take the beauty and wonder of each
take the scars and disease as well
I am a twisted oak tree
not really me
i'm every other tree

the roses were red
but now they are blue
I used to think of the happy future
now only sad thoughts of you
the brightest of rainbows
now the darkest of gray
this feels like December
yet its only May
The leaves were once green
now they are dead
I want you
I want you
You hate me instead

I don't miss you
but sometimes there's a whisper of you
in the way she smiled
or the way he laughed
you'll dance through a dream
for only a moment
to smell your cologne
and remember your face
but before i can even start to think
just maybe you miss me
the whispers fade away
then i remember
i don't miss you

Family can be critical
And boys can be troublesome
Peers can be harsh
But friends are the honest
The wise
The trustworthy
The loveable
The good natured
when all your secrets are known
Yet you're loved all the same
Your scars are not judged
They are healed
I thank God for my friends
Because they are what makes me who I am
And I didn't turn out too bad
Or at least my friends don't seem to think so

I pass that stranger in the hall
the stranger that's full of memories
in a moment of eye contact
I can feel everything
the first time you held my hand and it made me blush
when we pulled stupid pranks
once when you tried to kiss me in front of my best friends
when we walked from homecoming in the pouring rain
the time i made you drink coffee
when you fell asleep on my lap and i ran my fingers through your hair
the countless laughs we shared
such a beautiful person
became such an ugly monster
but through turquoise eyes
I can tell you're sorry
and I am too
maybe we could remember those feeling together
if mama hadn't told me not to talk to strangers