There's nothing that’s worse than the lies in the laughter.

The falsity,
And wondering what they're really after.

With each passing person,

In each passing face,
I look for the passion--
The joy,

But just…space.



It's a place of decisions and choices of life,

But no one will notice the hurt or the strife
When you're dying inside,

Writhing and churning.
Nobody's perfect is a hard lesson, learning
Patience
And sorting the real from the fake,

What questions pass through your mind when you take every breath
And each moment,

Is it true all along,

The people that tell you what's right and what’s wrong,

Might just be acting like they have your back,

When behind it they talk about things that you lack?



It's a place we call high school,

But the things that we learn

Aren't just science or math,

And we each take our turn

Discovering what happens

When you cross that line,

Acting like you're okay,

And maybe you're fine.

But if you put up that front

And let nobody in,

You'll have only your thoughts

And you know you'll give in

When your mind and your eyes say

You're not good enough

And your heart has to deal,

Well believe me, it's rough.


Feeling people assess you,

Deciding your worth

When you've only wanted to impress them since birth



Don't try to tell me who I am,

You don't know me.

And don't just say that you'll be there,

Show me.

Don't be upset that I don't just take your word,

You have no idea the lies that I've heard.



Life is messy, and ******,

And always a test

To see who's really there,

And the feeling’s the best

Finding someone that knows you,

Can read you so well--

An island of sanity

In an ocean of hell.



We all need a relief

From the weight that we carry

On our backs,
In our minds,

As we learn how to bury

Emotions and tension and failures and worry,

As we go through the motions,

Wrapped up in our hurry

To decide and succeed,

To get out and move on,

But regrets won't just leave us

Like time does when it's gone.



And it's funny how we contemplate

When we can't sleep at night,

So at war with ourselves,

Are we doing it right?

But the fight's not one sided,

At times it all seems to be us,

Against each other,

Against our future and dreams.



With the world as our oyster,

And so many fish in the sea,

We learn heartache and jealousy 
and greed all come free.

Fairness is *******,

But to live with yourself

You must make the decisions

That provide you with wealth--

Not in money or things,

But in love and compassion.

Because we all live to find fulfillment,

Through success and through passion.

And at the end of the day,

You won't be able to take it

If your wallet is full,

But your soul is just vacant.



We must think for ourselves,

Not just do what we're told.

Take a chance,
Cross our fingers,

And dare to be bold.

We will get through these years

Of struggle and strife,

Using lessons as lifeboats

In our voyage through life.