(This one is older than everything I've posted before. I wrote this when I was 18, and planning/hoping to leave the boyfriend I had at that time. This might not be as good as everything else here, but I love this one, still.)

You say my flame has died,
that the fire in my eyes are gone.
I guess we all just grow up.
You say I shouldn't hide,
that I should just carry on..
I guess we all just grow up.

I may look paler to you
just because I've learned my lesson well
And you may never learn
You just secure your spot in hell

I can't stand looking at you
ruled by ignorance and arrogance
I can't stand looking at you
Making your marionettes dance

Shallow blue eyes
Foggy grey words
will you ever make up your mind?
Shallow grey words
Foggy blue eyes
I'm leaving this behind.

Im tired of being attached
to the other end of your strings..
I thought I was eartbound,
but now I've grown wings.

I used to be fond of my prison,
this golden cage,
but my life is a fairy-tale
and I'm still on the first page.