Who knew that I got through it,
Thinking about those days...

Touch me; I want to feel you,
Touch my skin...

I have been hurt in many ways,
By many people at different times...

I look into your eyes,
I see this twinkle...

Question,
Why did you mess with my heart...

Three months and four days have past,
That’s ninety-six days altogether...

I was vulnerable to everything,
That could kill me...

What ever happened to,
Short nights...

What ever happened to the boy I once knew?
The one who would party all night...

When I turn 18,
I will no doubt have cops chasing me...

When we aren't together,
My world, feels like its breking...

You have hurt me a thousand times,
And every time I cry a thousand more...