Turns out it's kinda cool.
But still not for me.
And I found good music,
something I can listen to, when I need to escape from reality.
I still can't tell her I like her,
but when has it ever been easy?
I suppose I'm trying too hard,
I should just play the hand I'm dealt.
Life is nothing but a screenplay,
and I am the lines given to me in my script.
I am the chalice into which you pour out your soul,
the lyric that gets left behind on the empty page.
Forget I said anything,
For you clearly do not care-
I'm sorry I even liked you.
Let us fly like fools on a mountaintop,
Let us dream the wishes that our hearts desire.
My life is the missing puzzle piece.
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