Life is like writting with a pencil
It takes time to learn how to control it...

Its funny how we hide our tears
How we're all afraid to show our fears...

The Butterflies will fly away
Next your heart too will begin to stray...

All I really want you to be is the guy I tell all...
The guy who wont laugh after i tell Him...

He was her everything and she was his
Even though he was unaware...

There are days I simply want to be quiet
Wishing I could make it through the day...

With dreams so far away,
How can I smile everyday...

My life is poop
I'll probably die from extreme dysentery...

I should've never done it.
I should've known nothing good could come from it...

Its getting harder to pretend.
Harder to hide the tears...

I'm so tired
but I'm afraid to...

I know it's wrong
I can't help it...