Frustrated Pop Star?

In my crazy teenage days I dreamed of being a pop star. That was a long-dissolved ambition, of course. A few years wiser, I am happily dealing with the fact that I can only be a shower singer. I can gamely sing off-key during Karaoke sessions with family and close friends, and laugh it off.

But for how many times now, I had that picture of myself in my mind, that I am singing on the stage. It's more like a lucid dream. And I am performing this song that's known only to my head. (OMG Where do these sonngs come from?) As usual, I know how it is sung, but I couldn't sing to you.

If I were to choose an artist to perform this, though, it has to be Avril Lavigne, in the tradition of "Happy Ending."

Healing Slow

So it's too much of a dream
To be a part of your world
But know I'll be okay soon
And will get over your face

So you're not the one for me
Something I learned the hard way
Yes, I choked on bitter tears
But hey, watch me walk away

I just hate the way I hope
That you'd hold and love me too
It's scary how it still  hurts
Ran in haste, but healing slow

So you're still the world for me
When you don't see me at all
I always found out too late
But be up after this fall

So tried to smile, got to work
Until I thought I'd be fine
But just looking at your eyes
It sends me back to square one

Why oh why do I keep coming up with angsty, broken-hearted songs?!