Thursday, August 16, 2007
I'm staring at a blank piece of paper
Trying to write the perfect words
To tell you how I feel
You seem so perfect
But you're so far away
It couldn't possibly
Be anything real
Millions of miles
Just can't mask the pain
The way I feel about myself
Grows stronger everyday
I'm falling apart
But at least across millions of miles
I know you couldn't
Tear my lungs apart.
If only you were closer
I'd give you free admission
To my heart.
I'm standing center stage
With a microphone and a mask
At least in Alabama
You don't know my past
And you can't see
The way I used to be
Maybe you could actually
Like me
For me
Millions of miles
Just can't mask the pain
The way I feel about myself
Grows stronger everyday
I'm falling apart
But at least across millions of miles
I know you couldn't
Tear my lungs apart.
If only you were closer
I'd give you free admission
To my heart.
I'm standing on the edge of
Breaking down
Writing something amazing
About someone
Who's not around
Millions of miles
Just can't mask the pain
The way I feel about myself
Grows stronger everyday
I'm falling apart
But at least across millions of miles
I know you couldn't
Tear my lungs apart.
If only you were closer
I'd give you free admission
To my heart. X2
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Free Admission
Scribbled by Brittney @ Thursday, August 16, 2007 6:02:48 pm
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