just been thinking.

"Here I go again on, my own going down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone. And I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time."

a few short months ago i was attending band camp. a short, freshman, loser, who didn't have a clue, and now i'm watching all my new friends walk across the stage moving on to another life, another existance. some of them, i may never see again. i'm happy for them, but at the same time i'm going to miss them like hell. in 3 short years, that'll be me up there. i can't wait, but at the same time i can. i'm not ready to grow up just yet.

"Just another heart in need of rescue waiting on love's sweet charity and I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days because I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams."

i don't know why, but i keep on fighting. hoping you'll give me the time of day. i'm stupid. i should have known you never would. i'm just hurting myself, yet i can't stop longing to be in your arms. i've begged for your attention. done anything i possibly could to get you to look at me the way you look at her. i've let you walk all over me. but now, i am done. completely done with your bullshit ways. i think it's time to move on. onto better people, a new life. good. bye.

here's to a new beginning.