You were kind to me
You were there for me
You listened to me
And I tried so hard
To be there for you
But I failed
I failed
I failed
I failed

We both met when we were kids
Try our best is what we did
But your best did not match mine
As we, too soon, came to find

He was always the kind of guy
That would hold you when you'd cry
But sometimes he'd be the reason
Your eyes were in rainy season
He was always the kind of guy
That'd make all the girls sigh
But his words contained lies
He was always the kind of guy
I could never truly define.

No appetite
Stayed up all night
No appetite
No appetite
No appetite
Today

My friend

You've been my friend for a while

Your comments make me smile

Although at times they're disturbing

Otherwise, it'd be unnerving

For then, you, you wouldn't be

But I'm still hesitant, Cory

It was a bad idea
Saying hi to you
It was a bad idea
Not walking right away
The very minute you said
I had a lot of baggage
So very offhandedly
It was a bad idea
Sticking around when
You told me things that
Would make me feel worthless
It was a bad idea
Forgiving you
Because maybe I deserved it anyway
It was a bad idea
When I put some distance between us
Only to close it once again
It was a bad idea
When I let you
Apologize to me
For hurting me so many times
When I let you
Try to make amends
It was a bad idea
When I began let my heart soften
Just enough to
Be able to feel once again
My face brighten
At the mere mention of your name
It was a bad idea
Laughing and smiling
At the things you said
It was a bad idea
Looking past all your flaws
And wanting to be there for you
It was a bad idea
Letting you be there for me
It was a bad idea
Doing the practical thing
It was a bad idea
Trying to prove myself
That I really wasn't special at all
It was a bad idea
Finding out that I wasn't after all
And not confronting you about it
It was a bad idea
Pretending like I didn't know
About all those other girls
It was a bad idea
Letting
Confusion
Insecurity
Sadness
Doubt
Grow within myself
It was a bad idea
Finally telling you how I felt
It was a bad idea
Allowing myself to think
That maybe
You were a good one.

These are the pictures that can't be seen

Of when we snuck out to the library

These are our secret memories

Some, things, hidden, they must be

Don't listen to the voices, climb
Forget about old choices, climb
So what if it seems pointless, climb
Hoist a flag upon the mountain
Where you're done with struggling
Against yourself to start punching
Back, when
Life begins to push you around
Hard work's a crown
That may seem somewhat heavy but
You can turn depression upside down
Start gathering smiles from your frowns
Everything might be going wrong
But, cheer up!
Have the courage to stay strong
Step right past the emotional quicksand
Get yourself off the floor, and take a stand
Not a suggestion, a command
Because, once you do
You'll forget about feeling blue

I reached for it again earlier
Even though I told myself that I wouldn't
And I held it close to my skin
Sat there, staring down at the contrast
Before putting it away again
I always tell myself
It doesn't matter to me if I have scars
But then I think
It will matter to someone else
And I don't want to have to explain
Line after line
I'm not good at talking

Did you ever go too far into the past
Listening to your endless curiosity
Allowing your doubts to urge you on
Turning round yet another and another corridor
Exploring chapters from the life of someone else
Tiptoeing across
Forgotten memories collecting dust
Breathing in silence
Once filled with
Voices and laughter
Now hushed
With a quiet and dull pain
Of what no longer is?