Is there something I could've done
Is there anyway I could've won
To change the results
Was it ever my fault
So close yet so far
So close to unlocking the door
To that place we'd always dreamed of
To that place we call could have

But now I fall apart
Shards of glass inside my heart
Deep in my core
Oh, I'd never felt this before
Deep in my core
So once again, I fall apart

Did you think this was a game
You fooled me twice and I took all the shame
You never said hello, only goodbye
And left me wondering why
Wished I could go on
But really I just wanna be gone
From you and from this place
And that's just great
You be you, I'll be me
At least now I'm free

my problem
was holding on too tight
but even knowing this
i would hold onto you
forever

The ghost of a figure
     familiar and sweet
         lay open on the side of the spot

we visit it before I learned
my mistake
       I’m      S O R R Y

I just…                      resonating with
                                               a mix of
my   thoughts     are      s c a
                                                          t t e
                                                               ­  r e d

I lay open on the side
     of my bed, and
                                   wish
She - I want those times with her
back now

So dominated by emotion
Yet never able to spill

I will always be a woman of wounds

And maybe these wounds
Are the openings
My heart deserves

And the little dark secrets that it preserves
Are paths that only reserves
My heart's truest devotion

To be free
Free from myself
Only for me to go back to myself
And wash myself for myself

Sometimes the grass isn't
     Always greener
Maybe the lawn your on
       Just needs a little more
                          Attention

Did you ever think when a season
       Changes,
what grows beneath...
Not realizing that your feet
        Were  free before.

Wanting to change
to rearrange
when instead of helping another
one stands above the other

fighting a battle, a war
not even knowing what for
but they do it anyway
don't care about yesterday

I don't partake
in society's mistake
that boys must act tough
and be equally as rough

A girl must wear designer clothes
spends hundreds of dollars, but nobody knows
wear pounds of make-up just to look pretty
and go around with a million boys, which is just petty

Society is evil and cruel
so I will use my anger as fuel
to rant about their mistake
and hope that my heart won't break

those who don't follow the trend
are forced to make their bodies bend
to fit into school and such
but they are burdened way too much

how does it feel society?
because some of us won't bow down quietly
I am calling out your mistake
to protect the ones who feel worthless, we won't break.

Nobody perfect
Everyone make a mistake
in their life
And my mistake is
Fall in love with you