You Were Wrong

Don't tell me I can't make it
When I'm doing it everyday
I want you to realize
That I made myself this way

I told myself that I was strong
I never relied on you
As you lifted your glass
Said I'd fail at everything I would do

I played your role and mine
Grew up scared for half my life
That you would get mad
Or worse that you might be right

Praying to God everyday
To get me through
Pushing myself to suceed
In things you never knew

I'm standing on my feet now
Being everything I can be
I just wanted you to know
You were wrong about me.

The Semester Long Battle

They shout comands
And I quickly obey
Until I'm bent in half
They tell me to stay
Seeing how far I can go
Is the torture they give
They laugh as they say
'Grow up kid'
I want to scream
But I can't find the air
I want to be free
But I'm stuck right here
I don't want to give in
I'm bending to break
They love to see
How much I will take
Piles upon piles
Of paper sufficates me
I'm losing the battle
I want to breathe
My eyes are dark
My head starts to ache
I'm praying to God
Get me out of this place
Finally as I struggle
They say get up, your done
They smile as they say
Semester is up, I guess you've won.

A Thing Called Love

There's a thing called love and it hates me
When I try my hardest it leaves me
When I walk away it needs me
I'm going out of my mind
I played mind games and I won
Only to turn around and lose you

There's a thing called love and it breaks me
Giving me things I don't want
And nothing that I do
I walk around in circles all day long
But want to run straight away from you
Tell me this journey will get easy soon

There's a thing called love...and I love it.

It's Your Hands

It's your hands
Disappearing
Reappearing in dreams
Making me sigh
Trying to comfort
Fears inside

It's your hands
On guitar strings
Knowing the cords
Realizing mistakes
However long
Music will wait

It's your hands
Tracing me
In the sand
In the dark
Holding us
While falling apart

It's your hands
Staying empty
Not reaching
Lost in time
Seeking only
A hand of mine.

Unconscious

The world is in overdrive
I'm unconscious I believe
People speak
And I hear nothing
Crowds of people
Are walking
smiling, laughing
Going somewhere
I just watch them
Wonder about them
I sit still
Nothing touches me
My mind wanders
I walk to
lunch, class, meetings,
home
I don't speak
Numbness creeps
The world is busy
I am thinking
But somehow
I'm unconscious I believe.

I Don't Want You

I don't want you, I want you to want me
I'm still crying, so angry I can barely see
I wanna dose of whatever makes you go away
I want the whole bottle, I want better days

I feel my hands tighten, as I read your words
Someday you will be sorry, after this and afterwards
I want to rip you to pieces, for making me hurt
I wanna stand on your head, and make you eat dirt

I hate your face, your voice, and the things you do
Don't ever look my way, we are definately through
I don't want you, I want you to want me
So I can rip out your heart, and make you bleed.