Hannah Montana was my hero,
The way her heart poured out of her voice,
Then I found out she was my best friend,
And she was just in my spotlight.
Lucas Gallant was my first love,
He lit my heart on fire,
Then I found out he was cheating,
And my heart burned to pieces.
Jesus was my savior,
I prayed to him every night,
Then my parents got divorced,
And he became another urban myth.
Oliver Oken was my soul mate,
He held my heart and made it whole,
Then he fell off the side of a bridge,
And I never was put back together again.
Cocaine was my escape,
It made me forget my scars,
Then I snorted too much,
And I never woke up.
Death was my punishment,
It didn't even hurt though,
Then Oliver asked why,
And I told him other things hurt worse.
AN: I couldn't sleep last night, so I wrote. It's a little choppy. Not half as good as Alright, but I figured I'd type it up and post it because I'm trying to write something else and am blocked.