At heart I have always been a coper. 

I've mostly been able to walk around with my wounds mostly hidden.

and I've always stored up my deep depressive episode for the weeks off,

when there was time to have an abbreviated version of a complete breakdown. 

But in the end, I'd be able to get up and on with it.

I could always do what little must be done to scratch by.

I'm still waiting, for that time
the time they all talk about that heals. 
When does it actually come?
When did I start hearing all these voices
that told me to run from all the madness.


My world is spinning too fast. 
I though this was what I wanted. 
I really did this, this was what I wanted.
But, I don't know when I lost my mind. 


I wonder if it would be different if  I had you. 
But I dont think I could build my world around you. 
When is the right time ? 
That never seems to come either. 


I find the strength to keep trying, 
only because it all seemed too much a long time ago,
but it didn't stop me.
I run from the thought of needing you too much. 
My dreams were my salvation..

Head down as I watch my feet take turns hitting the ground

Eyes shut I find myself in love racing the Earth

And I soaked in your love

And love is right in my path in my grasp

And me and you belong

Ears closed what I hear no one else has to know

Cause' I know that what we have is worth first place in gold

And I soaked in your love

And love is right in my path in my grasp

And me and you belong

There once
Was a little
Girl..
Who never knew
LOVE
Until a boy
Broke her
HEART.

Love hurts..
Jealousy hurts more!