There was a bucket, there was a wall,
there was a woman and a man.

The woman carried the bucket
and the man was the wall.
There was no place else to go.

It was a long, long time
for there was much to carry
and there was much to wall.

There was a path ran straight
from the well to the hole in the wall.
There was a path ran crooked
from the well to the wood.

There was something in the wood
bigger than the bucket.

Woe to the man, woe to the wall.
Woe to the bucket at the edge
of the wood.

Do you ever feel confused?
Ever feel like you just don’t know?
Ever ask yourself if what your doing is right or wrong?

Well I know how you feel

Sometimes I wonder:
I want to be a stupid,
I want to get drunk,
I want to get high,
I want to make bad choices
But I don’t know how

They say it builds character
But they also say it will hurt you

I don’t want to be miss goodie-two-shoes

I just don’t know

All I do know is
That I’m confused

I wish...
That he had never met me
That way...
There will be no tears
...when I'm gone

Torn between risk & safety
Failure bullying success....
The future on a cutting board, with a knife labeled hasty

Torn between passion & stability
Survival wrestling happiness.....
the choice is there, but I lack the ability

Life is pain
No pain no gain right?
With pain you don't get anything
Either way you don't gain
People are pain
School is pain
The only reason I'm still in school is I need to provide for my future cat.
So in conclusion everything is pain

too much of it means you're not living
too little, and it means the same thing

Never forget bout the little people.
The people who make your life so easy.
Maybe we should appreciate them more.
Or not ask so much of our parents.

They work all day but then they come home and take care of us.
Cook, clean the house, do our laundry.
Maybe we should help.

Hell is loving you in my sleep
Filling my dreams and mind with only you
Your very existence bringing me overwhelming happiness
Loving you with all my might
And when I finally have you in my arms
I'll wake up all alone.

Oh, how I wish you still called
To hear that crack in your voice
Flaws and all
You were still my first choice.

Oh, how I wish you still called
To talk the fears back
Because since we fell off
It brought the tears back.

The comforted words you spoke*
The *life in your laugh
All the memories I have to revoke
Brings all the pain back.

below the others
   the nothing else said
matters;
but what it takes,
   doesn't take matter,
and is inseparable.

here you can flash,
here you may fall,
I'm ready to hug,
keep your cry,
... in your downfall.