He'll  hate me if I do,
I'll hate me if I don't.
I am only one person,
Just doing what she won't.

In the dark,
In the backyard,
Right before you go away.
Just once.
4 simple seconds.

I'm sorry that I'm not the perfect daughter you had hoped for.
I'm sorry that my grades aren't all A's.
I'm sorry that I look like I'm about to laugh right before I cry,
And I'm sorry that after being your daughter for my whole entire life, you still haven't realized that.
I'm sorry that I have friends.
I'm sorry that I spend so much time on my computer.
I'm sorry that I listen to music and I'm sorry that I write poetry.
I'm sorry that I stay up so late.
I'm sorry that we have different priorities.
I'm sorry that I wrote this,
And I'm sorry I'm not perfect.

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

And I'd love to take you,
And care for you,
And fix you.

But that's a waste of time,
And not my job.

I am like the inner core,
*too much pressure to melt.

And I don't think
I'll ever
fully
understand
how
some girls
can just
throw

it
all





away.