(THIS DID NOT HAPPEN TO ME.BUT TO SOMEONE I KNOW) br br br I throw the glass against the wall; it shatters, br I think my heart should look like that. br I throw out all of the things that matter, br The pictures, the letters, the baseball and bat. br br I grab a bag of Cheetos, and try to run away, br To hide myself and try and feel like you. br My head is stormy but it's a sunny day, br My outsides red with Cheetos powder, my insides very blue. br br I crumble the bag, that's how I feel. br My feet flying off the ground. br I almost fall off the edge, I wish it were real. br So I could be where you are, safe and sound. br br I think I need a knife, a glove, or just a place to die. br I can't cry, I'm all cried out, I can't scream, I'm all screamed out. br Is this really happening to you, to me, to us and so and why? br I want to fly away, that's without a doubt. br br I think I need no one right now, br Or the world will melt to gooey glue. br To Mom I said I wouldn't do this, God I made a vow, br But I think what I really need right now, is Dad, is you. br br (THIS DID NOT HAPPEN TO ME.