I'm the girl who loved you from afar
but tripped on the way to give you my heart

and wished on a light that wasn't a star
that someday we wouldn't be worlds apart

July 8, 2005
"Left To Die In A Plaster Mold"

make a mold for me to fit
i'll chisel myself away, bit by bit
to be who you want to want tonight
and i won't put up a substantial fight
you can lead me in a dark bedroom
where shadows i fear spin on dreamweaver's loom
and tomorrow it's gone, i will forget
for fear of realizing regret
what feels good now, it will somehow
for tomorrow's confused wonderment endow
me with some deep metaphor
which i did not posess before
cause i'm scattered so helplessly
you remain in hopes to one day see
some trace of strength of clarity
you once ripped out from deep beneath
such clumsy unsure feet as these
they chase hopes that die to dreams
then tear at me along the seams
and what have we to hold but these?
cast that ray of hope to sea
leave no room for broken dreams
drown daydreams lived so foolishly
love only what cannot hurt me
please just let me be
let me be

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