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I want to write and see how you’re doing

But I know the role I play now is strictly supporting

Wanted to be a leading man

But I failed the audition.

It’s tough to watch the play from backstage or the cheap seats

It’s not what I wanted or how I think I should be seen.

But hey it’s not about me

And that’s the way it has to be.

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt

When I see the Playbill and I’m not in the credits.

One Draft

 

I write one draft

It either goes up or in the trash

Don't waste time changing my words

Don't care if my thoughts make you squirm

Don't have time to analyze what it means

Am I your stalker or am I insane

Don't even care if the rhymes aren't clean

Just try to keep everything plain

Cut myself open and see what pours out

Stick a pen in my blood and make it shout

And you can look away or pretend I'm not here

Or you can come up close and ignore those fears

Doesn't really matter to me either way

In the end what you do or say

I'll still do what I do

With or without you

For Laurina

Wish you were still here

Such a beautiful scar

Watch you from afar

You were never near

Don't know how you got so dark

When you'd come so far

Don't know how your life got so stark

After you finally escaped the bar

Kept running further inside yourself

Left everyone else pounding at your door

Traded clarity for a maze of hell

Until you couldn't take it anymore

And now we're left wondering why

Nearly four years later and I still can't cry

Rather live in my lie

That you're still alive

Sometimes the hill is too big climb

Sometimes the road is too long to walk

Sometimes the water too deep to swim

Sometimes the ice is too thin to cross

You decided or did you

That the world was better off without you

Or that you're better off without the world

Either way you're not here anymore

And that fucking sucks