Who the hell are you?
It's like I don't even know you anymore.
Helf the time when I look at you all I wonder is
where did my bestfriend go?
We made so many promises to each other
That we would stand by each other.
That we would help one another.
That we wouldn't let high school get the best of us.
I meant it when I said it, but it's pretty obvious you didn't.
Parties every weekend.
Opening yourself up to anyone and everyone.
You complain you get taken advantage of too much, but it's your own fault.
Is it hard being that easy?
You complain that guys keep hurting you because they only want you for your body
and then they leave you...
well here's a little thought;
say NO once in a while
Holy **** is it that hard to stand up for yourself?
You told me you feel bad about all the things you've done with him.
And him.
And him.
You said you feel like you made a mistake...
but then you go and do it again.
It's the same story time and time again.
Listen though,
the first time you do something it's a mistake.
Every time after that,
it's a choice.

There are those that are not willing to confess, it is somehow a disgrace to all the rest.
Dishonoring those that were the best.
Damming the blessed. **** what a freaking mess.
This world is outrageous These Warriors courageous.
Their Valor said to be contagious but yet still on blood-stained Battleground, spacious their enemies remain forever nameless.
Ran through by Blades of Steel stainless they are not Shameless but neither are they blameless.
The dreams are deemed less because people can't picture fields of greenness.
Leaving dreamers dreamless. Braveness equals dire grave ness because yet another ignoramus is made famous by intentions heinous
We are lost to corrupt traditions ageless. Our future wasted all of us sinners faithless.
Chased by these ghosts of ours that are faceless. This hell we created keeps time that is fadeless.  
God remains so gracious, Even when we keep sidestepping our greatness.
All of our passions are burned out.
They are flameless. Achievements frameless.
F. I'm no fruits of our labor by our efforts gainless this world seems to be carried by the brainless
This can not sustain us. Villains Reckless leaving behind collateral damage. Careless vulnerable we cannot be covered by our barrenness. This world's not remembered for fairness. Ego Who should be deflated. Our countries morals debated. Suicide is not painless as some have stated. So why are these murders?: Premeditated? You' d cast helf-medicated fade to see to the half medicated,and  half *** sedated. Moments that were wasted Your briyhtytt they look as though they were cherished through eyes that were jaded. Stupid are those that appeared educated our enemies so underestimated.
Our Saviors belated. Blood people hated cutting ties to the ones in which they are relatedo  Civilization degraded how we long for that familiar sameness they said comes from sadness  
.     the world is an outrageous mess for forgotten faces found in Peyton's places Out Of Reach of God's good graces some of these bodies disappeared with no traces they ended up in an oasis could be nothing more than a fabled burial ground of wasted spaces.