• to those who see the real me, to those who think they know me.

    as the days go on we best friends, from dusk til dawn.
    the one thing i dont get, is how it could be so hard to forget.

    for the one who loved the most, to the one that is now a ghost.
    i need you by my side from here on out, helping my wings grow.

    as for the boy who trys his best, let it be what was suppose to be.

    the ones that know who i am, let them be proud to know the truth.
    the ones that know nothing at all, let them see and get to know the real me.

    as i sit typing, im scared of the truth.

    im scared of the hurt.

    im scared to get any one close.

    as i think about the future, im scared to say, it might not happen at all.

    to those who thinks this makes sence, your walking down the wrong path.

    to those who are walking down the wrong path, i will try and help.

    to the girl sitting in her room, wishing she knew what to do.
    how can i help little scared you?

    to see the light as bright as it can be.

    to hear the voices guide you, like i do.

    holding the angel i desire, as she crys on the shoulder.
    whispering those gentle words she longs to hear. whispering "ill be there"

    for the sweet innocent girl who has been treated wrong, how can she be saved from all the pain before the breaking dawn?

    when can we be the ones we long to be?

    how can we see the ones we desire to hear?

    what can i do to know the truth?

    how can i get you to trust me?

    what can i do to get you to believe me, dear?

    whats it like to be alone in the world?

    how can we live on, without a life to go on?

    to the girl and boy who think they go perfect together, no one can see they maybe killing the other.

    to the boy sitting wishing he was with her, it may be the one dream to let go of.

    to the desires we all have, let them be free from the world, like you and me.