why am I here
no reason to continue
no reason to try

Most peoples hearts break,
Mine?
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Smile all the time
Act friendly and go the extra mile to make conversation
Be sensitive and be interesting
Else you'll be left behind
All the good ones will be taken and you're left with the remains
It's a ****** affair, making friends
Everyone puts on their armor of confidence
And draws out their weapon of friendliness
Some are glamorous at first sight
Others pathetic or mysterious
Boring or rude
You try your hardest to befriend the glamorous ones
But then end up being paired up with the last person on your list, probably wasn't even in your list.
Boiling with disappointment but still armed with the battle gear of friendship building
You set to your task, not wanting to be roped off as the rude one
Weeks later the deceptive mist is cleared away
And people just stop making the effort to impress
Suddenly you wonder what you saw in others that intrigued you
Some turned out to be as glamorous as a drunk Britney Spears
And others turned out to be the best friends one could find
It's a ****** affair making friends
You really have to find the right ones for you
Can't be stuck in a friendship where they only come to you for food or homework.
If you are then I'm sorry but you my friend are what is known as 'back-up' friend
If you are then you need to get yourself some friends who are better deserving of your friendship.
No matter how long it takes.

Who would have thought
two years made a difference?
Two years is not that long
in the grand scheme of things.
Two years ago, I didn't know
so much that I do today.
Two years ago, I wouldn't have
made some of the choices I did.
Two years ago, I could smile,
a genuine smile, with real emotion.

If I could go back to two years ago,
I would change what I did,
Warn myself that not everyone is good.
I used to believe that everyone was good
even if they were only good in some tiny way.
I know better now some people will never care
how much pain they cause.
Two years ago, I wish I'd known.

I'm done giving my heart away
I'm always ready to jump at the first thing they say
I'm lonely and desperate
But would rather be alone
I'm tired of waiting endlessly by the phone
It's time I take my life back
Mend my heart
Pet the cat
It's not so bad being single again
I'm not alone, I have my friends
It's better than being torn apart
Over and over again
My poor broken heart

If I take off
Just disappear
Leave this town
Would anyone care?
I'm ready to run
Get away from this place
No one will notice
Just another day
I close the door
Turn the key
Walk to the train
Will anyone remember me?
I don't know where I'm going
But it matters not
I want to be happy
I just might have as shot

Do you want my body
This hunk of flesh that you stare at and use.
Or do you want my soul?
The light inside of my eyes that you barely ever saw

The choice is your's
But when I grow old this hunk of flesh
Will be nothing more than a pile of bones
But the shine in my eyes
Will never. be. lost.