I struggle for the words, words I know need not be...
To portray the verbose crushing of my heart inside...

As the loneliness crept in,
She remembered what it felt like to be loved...

She waits in insecurity,
Wanting to hear his voice...

Dear Boy,
You may not understand this...

Silently screaming, this decision lingers on my...
Martyred by the secrets that forever remain hung...

I used to swing at everything,
Now I dont swing at all...

Those few bad days
Blossomed into this...

Suffering. Hatred. Possibilities.
Love. Lost. Instability...

Nothing.
The ceiling gets boring...

I love you.
Simple, I know...

Your not looking at me?
Are you mad...

She's pressured and persued for what they don't...
She's scolded and seduced time and time again...