How am I to cope in a life without you,
a life in which every shade I look at always seems blue,
when all my petty miseries have been created new,
a life in which my memories keep recreating you?
How am I to shine when all it does is rain,
when the clouds that keep on gathering fail to shadow pain,
and the desperate yearning that I feel keeps driving me insane?
The lack of light makes anything and everything mundane.
Right now it may seem stupid and more than a little strange.
How can a little teenager know feelings in such a range?
You don't expect a non-adult to understand love's change,
or why it fills us with these feelings that we cannot explain.
You may not think you matter and that nobody would care,
but if you ever died, I'd be the first one there.
Without your warmth and prescence my inperfections are laid bare
and there is nothing in the world to me that is more rare.
So how am I to smile without you by my side,
when everyone has left me and there's nowhere left to hide?
When life just doesn't seem worth living and I've lost the will to glide,
will you leave me all alone to face the rising tide?
