I feel I might break
Might break apart in your hands...

He's half past his misery
And I'm deep in my own...

In the blink of an eye
Everything is falling down...

Perfection: make believe, without a fault, never...
I cant measure up to them...

My heart flip-flops inside me
I start to find it hard to breathe...

So together, but falling apart
I wish I could find a way into his heart...

Oh no, not again
Im on the edge, I dont wanna fall in...

Im not supposed to miss you
Cuz it doesnt work that way...

I wont forget that you forgot about me
But I really should forget about you...

My flimsy hands, grasp the pen
That tells of the same misery over again...

The cycle continues
Once so far up in the sky...

Outside of the box full of drama
That we call highschool...