• I want to scream at the top of my lungs,
    I want to watch my enemies be hung.
    I want to sing like i don't care,
    I want to act like no ones there.
    These are the things that I can't do,
    And most of them, are because of you.
    I used to stand, like I was proud.
    But now I stray away from crowds.
    I used to tower, near ten feet tall.
    No happy endings, after all.
    But even then, there were things I wouldn't do.
    I wouldn't say the things, that were true...
    I wouldn't admit what I did wrong,
    But now I know it took too long.
    The last thing I'll say to you...
    The three words are,

    I Miss You...

    By: Maralicia Todd