I can't stay here anymore.
I need out.
I need help.
But there's no one there.
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Im sorry dad i really am,
I know its all my fault.
I know im not good enough and i really wish i could be.
But everything i do i screw up,
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I can't focus on anything but him,
I can't look away even though I'm staring.
Why am I not over him yet?
It's not like he's leading me on.
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I'm a little scared to look into your eyes,
for fear of what i might find.
You brown eyes are deeper then mine.
My blue eyes have nothing in comparison,
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They say teenagers are all the same,
stereotypically smart shallow or lame.
They say they just whine,
complaining and being pests all the time.
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What is it about him?
Why can't i just let him go?
Why can't i just keep my mouth shut,
and not let my feelings show?
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I want to be over you.
I want to truly hate you.
I want to see this through;
this promise to myself.
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Can you tell me?
Can you speak the truth?
Can you set aside your petty problems,
and tell me what to do?
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How is it that the memories you once held so dear,
Eventually fade after time and aren't so crystal clear?
All the memories you swore you'd never forget,
the sweetness of his voice as you lay on his bed,
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She screams and acts out and you think it's just a phase,
but she's falling apart at the seams and she doesn't know how much more she can take.
She cries and hates her life every night and day,
you remember what it was like when she just loved life and played.
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