Your Heart Is An Empty Room.

I think maybe it's time for me to change. Sometimes I get the feeling that if I stand in one place, the image everyone else sees of me is about 3ft to the left.

I think I did something pretty stupid last night. I think I might have shifted someone's view of me a little closer to where I'm standing, and I'm not sure that I like it.

I think I am going to start being more honest. I think I'm so anxious of losing something that I get lost in the mix up.

I think I might stop holding back on everything. Let my heart get twisted in knots, over small things, like a kiss on the cheek, a dirty look, a smile. Maybe it's time I started matching my image to where I'm standing.

I think it might have already started, and I think I might not like it, but I think I have to.