The Perfect Friend by Shannen Wrass

Today I found a friend
who knew everything I felt.
She knew my weakness
and the problems I've been dealt.

She understood my wonders
and listened to my dreams,
She listened to how I felt about life and love
and knew what it all means.

Not once did she interrupt me
or tell me I was wrong
She understood what I was going through
and promised she'd stay long.

I reached out to this friend,
to show her that I care
to pull her close and let her know
how much I need her there.

I went to hold her hand
to pull her a bit nearer
and I realized this perfect friend I found
was nothing but a mirror.

The hard part.

The hard part is that, I still feel stronger about it.
The hard part is that, I love you too much.
The hard part is that, I'm no good
at all.

Crap.

Everything that you wanted me to believe but I refused to, but for once that I finally think you might be right, you proved that there is no such thing. What happened here? I'm sorry that it seems as if I'm using you, believe me you I would never try to do that. I just hope one day you'd realize what you've done and everything. I wouldn't be doing more and more if it was not because of your pushing and forcing. You need to realize that it was our mistake. I did it because I can't stand you. You were like the center of my universe, how can you not notice that? How can you treated me like that?

Shu Shu Shu Sugar Town...

Can you live with someone who doesn't understand you at all?

STOP IT!

I can't take it anymore from you!

You kept me for good, for my own sake...at times. But there are just things that I can't seem to accept. My mom said, if you love someone enough, you'd accept that person as what they are. Not a single thing is going to be a problem.

So yes. I am such a perasan to be thinking that I am perfect. Apart from all, you are okay. But I think, which is for sure, I am not ready to be ready to settle down now. If you want to settle down now is okay but getting ready to settle down in five years to come, I can't deal with that.

You know why I did those things you claim to be damaging me? Cause it's hard to get over the thing we had.

And those are the truth.

Learning

Can't seem to move on the truth is
Don't know how to let you go

I gotta learn
I gotta try

These are for you
I did all of these for you

You might think that there's no more of what we used to have
But it's actually a way to help you
And help me

For us...

Part of The List by Ne-yo

Style of your hair,
shape of your eyes and your nose,
the way you stare
As if you see, right through to my soul,

It's your left hand and the way
that it's not quite as big as your right,
the way you stand in the mirror
before we go out at night,

Our quiet time,
your beautiful mind,

They're a part of the list.
Things that I miss.
Things like your funny little laugh,
the way you smile or the way we kiss.

What I noticed is this:
I come up with
something new, every single time
that I sit and reminisce.

The way you sweet smell
lingers when you leave a room,
(you leave a room)
Stories you tell as we lay
in bed all afternoon.
(all afternoon)

I dreamed you now every night
in my mind is where we meet.
(my mind is where we meet)
and when I'm awake
staring at pictures of you asleep.

Touching your face,
invading you space.

They're a part of the list.
Things that I miss.
Things like your funny little laugh,
the way you smile or the way we kiss.

What I noticed is this:
I come up with
something new, every single time
that I sit and reminisce.

Oooh, and you'll live in my memories forever more I swear.
And you'll live in my memories forever more I swear.

They're a part of the list.
Things that I miss.
Things like your funny little laugh,
the way you smile, or the way we kiss.

What I noticed is this:
I come up with
something new, every single time
that I sit and reminisce.

Just kill me already...

Still dream about you when I sleep.

As I was...

The promises
The memories
All that have been done

Nothing can be altered
Nothing can be stopped
Nothing can change this

I
Still feel
Still taste
Still smell
The way
You make me
The way
You touch me
The way
You let me
The way
You force me willingly

Willingly I
Drop myself
My dreams
My heart

Kisses
Gone
As you too
Were gone

Not once
Have I stop
Not once
Have I change

Not even once have I forget

It is what it was
As it was how it will always be

Cracked

Cracked brain
cracked life
cracked days
cracked lover
cracked myself
not to mention my other half too
cracked future
i might as well cracked my soul
cracked soul
damned in hell
cracked world
cracked my hope
cracked reasons
for me to live
cracked me and me all cracked life

I need...

I need to be me
I want to be me
I am tired of being
Someone who is not me

I am not me
I am a prototype
I am a mannequin
I am not doing this anymore

I want to be me
I cannot be me
I cannot let them be
I cannot make them

I am me
I need to be me
I am tired
Let me be me