some things (i've learned)

i wanted a party
end of the summer
something exciting
something i'd remember

i wanted a memory
a movie scene ending
cop cars in the driveway
but i keep forgetting

some things end quiet
some things end soft
i don't need to scream it to prove i said it at all

i wanted a ball gown
a bouquet of roses
somebody who loves me
and wants me to know it

i wanted excessive
non stop affection
so there isn't a moment
of doubting connection

but some things need breathers
and some people need space
but i thought when you asked for alone time
it meant i was something you hate

but i can't control everything

everything changes
and it doesn't matter
how i feel about it
and that makes me sadder

i wish i had impact
on all my surroundings
like if god knew i'd cry
then he'd change plans around me

but some things are broken
that don't need my help
if i'm gonna repair anything
then it sure as hell should be myself