You didn’t know what I was capable of.

In fact, you didn’t know me at all.

And I got sick of holding a key in front of you.

I got sick of saying this means this and that means that.

I should not have to explain what I am about, it is exhausting.

You always looked at me the way girls dream of being looked at,

but it turned out to be only a wasted, blank stare.

I’m going my own way,

surrounding myself with people who don’t look at me

like I’m some ******* puzzle.

I am not a puzzle.

I am put together just fine,

and I don’t need your bottle of glue to keep it that way.

We have all convinced ourselves
That we are better off alone.
We believe that is the solution.
But, that won't rid us of all the pollution
Left behind by the trail of cruel words
Dropped on other people because
We thought they deserved  our trash.
That won't make the fight stop.
You cannot run away from the battle
When it lies within you.

Let’s get carried away, love.

Carried from mountaintop to mountaintop,

from cloud eight to cloud nine.

If you are looking for a balloon to cling to,

I will gladly share mine.