dead and gone;
i was born this way.
and my dead eyes are here to stay.
my dead heart will never fray;
frozen solid, it seems to always be
my gloomiest day.

grim and grimey idol hands
slick and slimey one night stands.
it's all made up, it's all a lie;
another pathetic excuse to say
goodbye.

i seemed to grow up faster
and was "wise beyond my years"..
but now i'm not moving or
going very fast.
the price paid for understanding too soon
and not knowing what to do;
the penalty due to premature maturity,
now things that should be clear, are remaining blurry.

you all race ahead now, and i can't get there.
you're all changing and growing up
and i just don't.
what's wrong with me this time?
i'm going in reverse.
come touch me and wave your magic wand
relieve me of my curse.

you can't do much damage
it can't get much worse.
so say, do, feel what you want.
maybe that's the problem because
it doesn't seem to be the answer.
poison in the system; a deadly cancer.

love michelle.