my dear
i’ve wiped the tears upon your cheeks
how i wish they wouldn’t be
the need of me is rather pleasing
but you needing, the feeling
it can take a beating
i can see us
as you scream
hesitation fills
how should i feel
how should i dream
maybe it’s disbelief
maybe it’s halloween
maybe i don’t deserve
how you treat me
because the way you do
the american dream
a marine fighting for me
it’s obscene because, well
we’re not fifteen
should feel the same between
to a certain degree
but the pressures hot
i need a release
maybe i need time
figure out me
time to let it all out
just scream?