Difference

There is a part of me
That feels I am different from everyone else.
Something that I can't quiet see,
Something that I can't quiet feel,
Something so unreal.
But this 'thing' is always there,
This 'thing' with others, I will never share.
So I push it to the back of my mind,
All the thoughts of boys and clothes
And make-up, it is hiding behind.
Sometimes, when I have almost forgotten,
It comes back with such ferocity,
Angry and unforgiving.
I feel so lost and sad,
Whatever caused this feeling
Must have been so horrible and bad.
A lost memory or something else,
I'll never know,
Whatever it is,
I know for sure,
I can never let this feeling show.

Throw Away

You're throwing it away, you're wasting your life.

You're too young to know what decisions to make.
You're too stupid to know what opportunities to take.

You're just a teenager, too rebellious and wild to think.
You're on the brink of falling over the edge.
Don't take a step too far, be cautious,
right now you're on the ledge.

I'm just trying to help, so don't raise your voice.
It's not your choice anymore.
You must do as I say, you can't have it your way.

You don't know what you want.
You can't have what you hunt.

You can't have your own dreams, you have mine.

I couldn't live my life to the fullest,
so I'm going to make yours the dullest.

Don't waste your life or throw it away
because you're living it for me, my way.