"i don't think i'll make it on my own..."

i miss the old days.
kindergarten queen and king for the rest of our days
you may not remember me, but i still remember you
scooby doo, where are you?
someone has my memories, and i'd like them back
staying home and watching cartoons all day
singing and playing and nap time and recess
being nice and taking all the chances that i could get
back to when the cookie-bears made me the coolest in school
and when anything could be fixed with a kiss and a kind word. (they still can, but not coming from just anyone anymore)
kindergarten best friends to two kids in different cities.
before the hoods and music came up and the niceness toned down
i've been a naughty girl for eternity, but no one knew until now
i'm kind of glad you haven't seen me since, but part of me wants to see you again before i go.

if we're playing russian roulette, i'm between wishing for the bullet and wishing for the one right next to it.
the clouds of heaven seem so nice compared to the fiery abyss of life
between faithfulness and not giving one about whatever they may say, just wanting to find something that works for me.
i'm still aggravated by the fact that no one can seem to read me.
but who ever truly gets anyone else anyways?
i think i'd put 7 bullets in the russian roulette if i someone knew me better than i knew myself.

i've figured it out:we only like hurting this much because it's so much easier to feel pain than to feel nothing. and we only hide it because no one else can accept that fact.
everyone needs a little bit of pain in their life for them to be truly happy.
everyone is willing to sacrifice something big for something not so important.
i don't know about you, but i'd rather get/give everything or nothing at all. take it or leave it. i can't give anything more, and i won't settle for anything less. i'm too stubborn to be cut out for all you say that i am, and i wish you wouldn't push everything you want onto me.
it's so much easier to be blissfully ignorant than to know everything, and yet we still want all the details on everything.
what's steve gonna do when blue doesn't want him to have all the clues?
what does superman do if lois lane doesn't want to be saved?

it's all a game of this or that, but i'd really much rather have both.