its fun, its awesome.
look and just smile,
its pretty, very pretty.
-LJW.

IM FREAKING GOING TO PARAMORE ON SUNDAY! HELL YEA!

she stares at me,
i wonder what shes thinking.
no one talks,
its peaceful, beyond peaceful,
too quiet.

theres something, something we wanna say,
but can we converse what we're thinking?
feelings so true,
yet unknown to each other.

questions that we ask,
so obvious, the answer.

what are we dragging,
beating around the bush for?

its all for something, never nothing.
we won't go for nothing, never for nothing.
i know things happen, it will always rain.
you may or may not believe it,
hes sleeping through the pain.

he won't go in vain,
theres the pride we hang on to.
what you think about him,
it doesn't matter,
for he is who he is,
the way he is,
we love it and appreciate it.

he'll continue fighting,
for he has reasons.
he wont force it,
as long its good to him.

Mr Independent,
push on, for the future,
that you oh so dearly dream of,
for you know, we'll be behind you.