I walk into class
and take a seat...

We're growing up
all too fast...

I stare at my reflection
and am lost in a gaze...

Holding onto everything
not wanting to let go...

Empty and broken
Tattered and torn...

I sit here and think
of what we used to be...

Through tears and pain
I write you this...

You are hollow and self-centered
Why? I do not know...

With you by my side
I was numb to the world...

You hurt me so much
when you don't even try...

I'm sorry for the way I act
I'm sorry that I care...

Fifteen and in love
What a hard place to be...