Every time i feel like iv finally built up my walls they come crashing right back down...

"I say things that I don't mean when I'm happy and I say things that shouldn't be said when I'm sad...when can I say things that are worth saying...?"

It's hard to see the good when all you see is the bad.

Here i am again
with nothing but empty
arms and a broken heart
and broken dreams

I hope it's worth it...
When you stand on my grave...
And know you did this...

I'm afraid of losing something I love.. that I refuse to love anything.

It's high school.
It's the time for mistakes and broken promises.

Everything is always my fault, in your eyes. And yeah, sometimes it is my fault. But not ALL the time.

And even if one day, I do accomplish something major; would you change? I don't think you ever will.

Thank you for breaking my heart.