Luyện nghe bài hát Plan B

push-pinned my to your wall,
it in pieces of argyle.
there's a thread for every minute I my chance to begin it.
I feel the pressure building up as I cram it to the top,
a coffee can with letters.
my ears to pop as the tension drops.
fallen down, someday you won't be around for me to fall back on.
it's so akward to say to you,
the tensest moment I fail to follow through,
I'm all wound up and you tighten the screws,
my want to need as you slip on the noose.
As I push my pen across the page casting my spell a first level mage,
my epic battle between and rage
a mess not fit for my age we've fallen down,
all my innocence has drowned since you've she says I'm changing everyday,
she wants to how, why, and who with.
she says there's still good in me like I'm the dark lord of the sith.
I write this every winter,
and now I'm it again: I shed my common sense in exchange for newer skin.
the good news is that finally learned to appreciate my friends,
the bad news is that I got any left,
the good is that I dream about it almost every night,
the bad is that when I wake up you're not there.