Ok, so I\'m a teen,
and it\'s about time I stopped wishing to be...

5th grade we walked,
sitting on the benches we talked...

When you try something dangerous,
aren\'t you supposed to perfect it...

I am in such a dilemma,
Alot like you feel when you have nausea...

Everytime you log on...
my heart starts beating a wee bit faster...

My hair so smooth and straight,
I release it as it falls down my back...

With a gentle wave,
I call you forth...

You go so far just to come close again,
your actions seem queer since you say we're just...

A tear of sorrow,
a hope of tommorow...

My life,
is so much like a poem...

The world is a lonely place
and it\'s not where I chose to be...

Out of the sunlight,
a figure darted at me so bright...