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THEN SHE ASKED

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BUT HE SAID...

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SHE SAID...

Please love me.

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MY THEME SONG:]]]]]

BY MAYDAY PARADE!!!
IT'S CALLED :: THREE CHEERS FOR FIVE YEARS

I swear that you don't have to go
I thought we could wait for the fireworks
I thought we could wait for the snow
To wash over Georgia and kill the hurt
I thought I could live in your arms
And spend every moment I had with you
Stay up all night with the stars
Confess all the faith that I had in you
Too late, I'm sure and lonely
Another night, another dream wasted on you
Just be here now against me
You know the words so sing along for me baby
For heaven's sake I know you're sorry
But you won't stop crying
This anniversary may never be the same
Inside I hope you know I'm dying
With my heart beside me
In shattered pieces that may never be replaced
And if I died right now you'd never be the same

I thought with a month apart
Together would find us an opening
And moonlight would provide the spark
And that I would stumble across the key
Or break down the door to your heart
Forever could see us not you and me
And you'd help me out of the dark
And I'd give my heart as an offering

And I will always remember you as you are right now to me
And I will always remember now
Sleep alone tonight with no one here just by your side
How does he feel, how does he kiss
How does he taste while he's on your lips
I can't forget you
I know you want me to want you
I want to
But I can't forgive you
So when this is over don't blow your composure baby
I can't forgive you
I know you want me to want you
I want to

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NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY.

"i don't think i will ever be good enough."
Other words to replace good: pretty, successful, happy, loved...etc, etc
The blank can be filled with endless words.
The point I'm trying to make is this: our society is fucking up.
No one cares anymore. Not like they once did.
You see the new girl sitting by herself at the lunch table, and you think to yourself, "Damn. I'm lucky that's not me."
You see the old man struggling to walk across the street, and you think to yourself, "I wish someone could help him out." But you walk away.
Everywhere you go, there's always the classic "tragedy" written in someone's palms. It's their unfortunes that brings them where ever they are.
Society tries to make us want the things we cannot have. And we are too blind to see they have changed the views, and have made it distorted so you'll buy into all the bullshits that's happening.
Even with the labels. No matter how many times people say, "Don't label me. I'm different than you are." That's still a label. You're clinging on to being "different" in that aspect. No matter what you say, you're still a label under disguise.
For instance, the kid with the serious asthma problems...he'll always be known as the kid with the "asthma problems."
Or the skinny girl walking down the hallways, holding tightly on to her books, as though they're the only things that are keeping her guard. She will always be the "skinny girl." And that's still a label.
Where has our values gone?
Why have we ceased to exist?
We may be here, but really we're not.
We've deprived ourselves. Of our own identity, of our life.
Where's the individual among the crowds? Where?
We are a society who hate with a passion. And that's because no one's taught us how to love. We pick fights because we need someone weaker to make us stronger. And that's how it is in this society. It's a fight to get to the top. To be someone, to get somewhere. But no one knows that you could be somewhere and get somewhere without having to be "something you're not."
You see it all the time, among the class struggles and races. Especially with teenagers, and their desire to want to fit in and be distinguished at the same time. By being "emo/scene/crunk/goth." Whatever. I'm not saying that's bad, but is it who you really are? Have you looked into your own heart today and seen a masterpiece? Not just beauty on the outside? But something deep, surreal, longing? Have you seen a masterpiece? Because really, that's what you are. Society is faking you by turning you into this monster that you know is there, but is not willing to fix or change. And I'm sick of it. I allowed myself to get sucked in to the ways of this society, and I'm finally willing to take control of it. I've learned from my mistake.
I'm sick of caving into what others want out of me. I want to be free. Of restrictions, boundaries, whatever you call it. I'm done. And I'm letting go.

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