I so badly want to say it back.
It's on the tip of my tongue but
Memories from before seal my mouth.
They press my lips together to prevent the words from escaping,
Forming a kiss.
Your eyes lock onto my mouth and I know
You won't give in until you taste
The sourness-
Though you mistake it for sweet.
Despite my silence I have said it.
I cannot seem to prevent myself.
I go in for another kiss.
This time I don't need the memories to move
My lips.
There. I said it.
Are you happy?

Say goodbye to freedom from restriction
Say hello to these walls, Cause we're boxed in
Hear the voices inside
As they're screamin'
Put your own needs aside
It's time we begin

You've been waiting for miracles
He's been wishing on stars
She's been dreaming of rainbows
I've been counting these scars

If everyone gave up
We would go just as far
Stopping now could be easy
Moving forward is hard
So stay in your corner
Locked inside you're own head
Keep on waiting,
Keep on wishing,
Keep on dreaming,
Until you're dead.

I don't like labels.
Labels mean restrictions.
Oh, you want to do that?
No no, you can't!
Labels mean expectations and
Expectations means disappointment.
Labels mean something has to be
Ought to be
Like this
& not like that.
We'd constantly be thinking if what we were doing
Was what we should be doing.

I like labels.
Labels mean structure,
And structure means order.
If everything was in its place-
Exactly as it ought to be-
We'd be okay.
We wouldn't have to worry about crossing over the lines
That the world has drawn up against us.
We'd know what to expect
And what to feel.