It's tearing me up
It's wearing me down...

Sometimes I'm ok.
Sometimes I'm not...

Hard days and harder nights
Outward cheer masks inward fights...

A friend is a person
Who treats you like dirt...

You know what I hate
At the start of each day...

Contemplation
~Pistol or pill...

In the back of my mind
In a forgotten place...

I need to feel you, I need to touch you
I need to feel your sweet breath upon my neck...

My life began the day I met you
It ended the day that you left...

You're caring, I love you
You're charming, I love you...

I'm not suppose to love you but I do
I'm not suppose to feel it but it's true...

You walked into my English class
And walked into my life...