I am missing myself
You took away the books on my shelf
I have no lyrics to music
If I see a star I will shoot it
So it falls right into place
And I can fly with you to space
Yes I have been humiliated before
But not so bad that it reached my core
“Uhhh…a Script” I said, then mute
Nothing to say that’s funny or cute
“Would you like to go see the Script concert?” I wanted to say
But nothing of such came my way
I could feel my skin getting hot
In my heart, he has tainted a spot
Now I am missing my voice
Between life and death, you are my choice
You are the lyrics to my music
If you see a star, you’ll shoot it
So it can fall, and I can make a wish
And I can visit Mars, fueled by your kiss
Without you, a piece of me I miss