What Sucks:
It sucks when you're feeling alone,
when you have no one on the phone,
when you cry late at night
as your days fill with fright,
and your house doesn't feel like a home.

It sucks when you lie in your bed
with one million thoughts in your head.
His words are all lies,
you imitate his tries,
and you feel his disease only spread.

It sucks when you see him there
and you wish that he'd only care,
but he can't 'cause he's cold,
and despite what you're told,
have a desire to stare.

It sucks when he's still on your mind
but emptiness is all you can find.
You lie to yourself.
It's bad for your health,
but you dream of the day he'll be kind.

Just Friends?
I love you more every day,
My name I long for you to say.
Do you know just how I feel?
Do you know this love is real?
Sometimes I wonder what you think.
When you hear my name, do your cheeks turn pink?
Do you dream about me every night?
Wish to hug me and hold me tight?
Do you think we're meant to be?
Together forever, you and me?
These are the questions that run through my mind,
Your way into my heart, you did find.
It drives me crazy as to what I should do,
Should I risk a friendship and confess to you?
Or should I keep my feelings inside,
Keep them locked up, let them hide?
I just don't know what to do anymore,
My heart it aches, my heart it's sore.
I love you more than you could know,
And I don't want to ever let you go.
So even if I'm just a friend,
I'll always love you until the end.