Sitting on the roof, listening to the thunder and waves crashing into the earth. Waiting for your call, So I can finally fall, into the trance I've been waiting for. Last night was unfortunate, in the sense that was just alright. I find you standing in the doorway, expecting everything you know I can't give. I'm loving the freedom I feel, it's forbidden but so so sweet. The storm is getting worse now, So it won'te be fit to step outside. I love it here, but I'm only visiting. Sad to see you go, theres so much you already know. you'll find out after a few years, what it's like to love, yeadh, its good with me yeah. It's sad to see you go, but its memories well spent.

Surrounded in a place, with nothing but walls and doors and windows and glass. Is that a familiar face, oh no I felt a draft, I must be saved. I can't seem to understand this life, it's complicated to a cature that I cannot define. What a summer it's an eye opener, found me a life and a reason to breath. It's not much but it's just what I need to collect my daily inspiration. I cannot seem to stop, it's all coming out in words and tunes, with my pen and paper, loving attitudes, mom and dad appreciate my sudden change of mind. I see the people, they're finding me out, stuck in this room, never thought I'd be found, but I found myself. What else to say How should I stay, if everything has poured out from my soul, I can convey all of this today, Took quite a while, but I've reached my goal. I'm fearing these heights of successful judgement. May not be right but it's all that Im loving. Convince me to stay and I'll keep on writing.

You make me nervous. As I'm sitting on this bench to confess to you what never was said before. You make me nervous. Oblivious to the obvious, make it this much harder. Fight fate, let it be, let's see where this tension leads to, it's hardly harmless. Follow me, into the dark cold stormy sun, run away to the day we found life from no place. Dream a dream, die a life we both lived to search for. Curiosity kills the wandering imagination, it flies out to space, no air to filter, we both know it was never a friendship thing. Fight fate, let it be, let's see where this tension leads to, it's hardly harmless. I try and I found the ending to the neverending story, at the bottom of the well. It was nice to know you it was sweet but now I gotta go. It's a dream. It never even happened, so damn these sleepy eyes, they'll only betray you.

They say to choose who you love, but you can't always choose who loves you. Perfection doesn't always mean happiness or satisfaction for that matter. I'm sitting out here listening to waves heard by the same ears of the one in my head. Come to see me, sneek out into the world. Don't think about it, just act upon it. How many times do you get the chance to do something unfamiliar, territory sets you free and saces your soul from a robotic reation. It's not always what you want, sometimes it's what you get and that doesn't alwyas mean dissatisfaction. Longing for something more, but the comfort is right at your finger tips if only for a day. Return to stressful chase that leaves you dreaming and dsad at night. Back to the butterfly infested, Murderously difested so you feel like you'd die. Lie to tehm, they'll never understand they'll never accpet this twisted realtionship. It's a secret, let me keep it til tehe day I return and things are better than ever. Realize the one is not the only one.

When you're a little kid, you're always asked, what do you want to be when you grow up? I've always wanted to be something musical. Not so much a popstar. Or anyone that famous, but my passion is music. Theres things that would be cool to do, like being a cop, or a chef or a designer, but what it all comes down to is, my number one dream is to become a musician. I play the piano somewhat, the violin, and i teach myself stuff on guitar and bass. Still getting there with the drums. Many times I attempt to pursue this, but for me, it's hard to do it alone. I need somebody who wants this as badly as I do, who isn't going to quit on me once they find something more interesting. This is the most interesting. I've got many things in my head I think could turn out great, but no help getting out of my head and onto paper, into music. Everytime I lose hope, I think of Aaron Gillespie, or Hayley from Paramore. Or Underoath in general, these are my idols. These are the people I look up to, the people I want to be like. I know compared to them, I'm younger, but not much. I want to start now. I want to start now so that I can be absolutely sure of myself when I get to the point where you have to choose between two roads that will lead you in two totally different directions. I want to be able to choose the right path. No one I know right now would be able to accompany me the way I need them to unless theres something hidden I don't know about. I need to meet new people, I'm not giving up.

Run away, I'll find you somehow
Someday we'll see the future
High and loving every minute
We don't need anyone else

Curiosity kills the daring one
Who tried what you dont

It's easy once you get addicted
It's easy once you have a problem
It's easy once you get addicted
It's easy I swear

Hide away, in your thoughts and wonders
Day dream, to pass your whole life by
Hold on, to the one you cherish
Thick and thin, givin up is not an option

Curiosity kills the free spirit
Dare to try, dare to fly

It's easy once you get addicted
It's easy once you have a problem
It's easy once you get addicted
It's easy I swear

Shake it off, shake it off
You dont wanna go further
Tried too much, tried enough
It's not worth her
Give it up, give her up
And you'll find out
What life is like.
Living without your breath

I hate how you don't realize how it is
Unless you just ignore it
I hate how people read through me
And I can't even deny it
I hate how it will never be
If only for a while
I hate how you have failed to see
I'm standing in your isle

Go down to the river of broken hearts
In love when its never even started
Can't you see me I've been in your shadow all day
I'll fish you our and we'll be
Forever broken in an unbroken chain
Two more to blame for an unforgettable day


(I don't remember writing this)

Its catching up to me and its stealing my fate
Its the only thing I have left in this place
Losing control like you better believe
The only thing I need is you by me

Look in the face of your devil decieved
Eyes familiar that you cannot believe
Without control I don't know what to do
You're my betrayor and I feel so used

Run.

"It takes no time to fall in love, but it takes you years to know what love it" A lesson learned the hard way sticks with the battered soul throughout the journey called life. Pushed around without being touched, persuaded without being spoken to, she gives in. Betrayal. Best friends forever means nothing if the committment is fragile. Whos the blame. Innocence charters the guilt trip until the realization that innocence is only skin deep is made. But stepping up is a bust when friendship conquers all. So go after the mistaken, or were the actions intentional. Vengeance on the one who killed the precious flower. Innocent targeted for the lack of self assurance and broken to the point of rain. Never had that flower needed so much care until the act was made that killed her with what made her healthy. So cry, sweet child. You'll grow, and bloom into the once beautiful stable flower you once were. If only, the deed had been decided against.

She is beautiful, everyone knows her. With the offer to brighten your day even when theres no cloud in the sky. You love her. You love to talk with her, she brings a smile on your face, even though nothing she said is all that flattering. Full of life and not herself, up for anything as long as laughter is on its way. But no one can see how she tries so hard. No one can see how she can't stop until she hurts herself with emotion. Emotion, once crazy, and still no one believes the story, so she cries. Cry for the sadness, the pain you feel that isnt there. Happiness comes, and through the journey no one sees her. But she sees herself. It ruined yet another chance at utter satisfaction. Jealousy is a backstabber.