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My Scars from LifeI feel the scars
on my soul
will never fade away.
The cut are so deep
that they won't ever heal.
The wounds are from battle
with myself and others
And from carrying burdens
I was not meant to carry.
What has the world done to me?
Why has it scarred me this way?
What scars did you contribute?
Alone, Never AgainAlone
Wandering through the fog
with no light
I see a glow
Far away, faint
but it comes closer
and, holding the light, I see,
The Light in DarknessThere will always be
But there will always be a light
no matter how small
to look to.
We just have to believe it's there.
Our light has a name.
Love is LoveLove is Love.
Love will always be Love.
No matter who it is.
Boy and Boy
Girl and Girl
Boy and Girl.
Love is Love.
Love will always be Love.
Why can't people just accept it?
Love is Love.
Love will always be Love.
And that's the way it should be.
A GuardianI need a sign
to let me know
your here with me.
That you won't leave
when times get tough,
That you'll stay with me.
I'll need a shoulder to lean on
when the world is crumbling around me.
Promise you'll stay.
I'll need some form of hope.
My Own Yellow Brick RoadThere is a path I must follow.
Fate and coincidence will lead me.
Things will try to lead my astray,
but I won't let them.
at the end of this yellow brick road
I will find my Oz.
Then, there really will be something
over the rainbow.
This Sadness InsideWhy is it that I feel so
What is about you,
that you won't let me choose?
One push is enough.
I can't take this.
This sadness inside
Dear WorldDear World,
of those names you call me,
how you put me down,
and the pain you give.
It's not fair?
Why focus on me?
I guess it's better this way,
you hurt me, rather than the people I care about.
But, I suppose it doesn't bother you one bit.
I hurts that I'm broken, scarred, and useless.
But I'm tired now.
I have said what I needed to.
I have shed my last tear.
I will soon take my last breath.
You made me who I am, World.
I hope you're happy.
Writing the UnwrittenA blank page stares at me,
waiting to be written on.
But my mind is blank.
There's nothing to write.
No, there's always something to write.
Just have to find the inspiration.
and still nothing comes to mind.
Finally, I pick up my pen and write.
I found my inspiration.
I'm writing the unwritten.
CagedI am the bird,
trapped in your cage.
I cower inside,
terrified by your rage.
Please let me out.
I need to take flight.
The wind in my feathers,
smiling in the light,
but you won't let me out.
You laugh at my cry,
if you will not free me,
please let me die.
I cannot go on this way,
drowning in fear,
day after day,
year after year,
but you don't have the mercy,
don't have the grace.
You laugh as I scream,
a smile on your face.
Fine, be that way,
cruel and cold,
but I'm sick of playing,
your games gotten old.
I scratch at your hand.
Free! I fly straight ahead.
A window unopen,
thump! Your bird is dead.
You cry out,
but you can't hurt me.
Your birdy has just flown,
and is finally free.
Am I Crazy?Am I crazy for loving you?
They tell me that I must be
They say that you're awful
And that you're using me
Yet, I cannot believe it
Nay, I refuse to believe it
The words spoken frustrate me
More than you imagine
I love you
Does that make me crazy?
What is that feeling I feel inside myself?
That feeling that possesses me, that wishes me to die?
To waste away? To vanish?
What is that feeling that tells me I am worthless
That I am nothing but an extra? A pawn?
No. Not just hate. I feel…
And the worst of all…
I wanted to be normal. I wanted to be like the rest.
What I didn’t count on was not being able to be like them.
What I didn’t count on was not being able to blend in with the crowd, to be normal.
What I didn’t count on was to lose myself under the burden of the pressure.
The wanting to be like them.
Where was that voice inside of me all my life?
That voice that tells me how to act
That voice that tells me how to speak.
That voice that tells me how to smile.
How to laugh. How to be…
Just the way they are.
I can’t smile.
I can’t laugh.
I can’t blend in.
Deep inside that darkened he
The TruthThis, ladies and gentlemen, is the truth about me.
The two things I've always said I hated.
The only things I've ever hated.
I've always said that blame and hate were evil.
I've always said that blame and hate were sins.
The ones who lie, the ones who hold their secrets to themselves.
The ones who say that nothing is their fault.
The ones who destroy, ruin, and kill.
But it's never their fault.
It's always someone else, always another person.
It's never them, never their own selves that are to blame.
They've never been the ones who caused the trouble.
They've never been the ones who killed.
Never the ones who destroy.
Never the ones who ruin.
Never the ones who hate.
I've always said I've hated these things.
I've hated them. The only things that I hated.
And yet I've always had them.
Why, I ask myself? Why do I hate? Why do I always blame?
I've always been the perfect one.
I've always been the innocent one.
I Don't Have A Title For This OneDon't say hello
If you can't
Handle a goodbye,
Put up with the rain,
Hide your broken memories
With tears the rain hides..
Love, pain happiness..
If a hello comes again..
Wasn't the last one
It's just too good to not be real,
The colors are too bright to be
Another tepid fantasy.
I watch the world around me change.
I take in stride the world I see,
For surely, it's reality.
The truth could never touch me here.
Here, sanity can't mar my bliss.
All apprehension, I dismiss.
With sweet, intoxicating fear,
I plummet into the abyss.
And far too soon, I wake from this.
I miss youI miss you
with all of my heart
I. n the darkness when the sun is hidden behind the earth,
M. y heart aches to see you again.
I. want to hear your voice, and, for all it's worth,
S. orry,for feeling, being so insane.
S. o sorry for not being everything you needed when,
Y. ou took my hand and said you loved me.
O. ut of fear I held back a while but some how, some then,
U. nder all of my doubts you broke the skin, you could see
My love for you broke free.
FadingI stand alone watching my pointless life fade a way,
why not pull up a chair and watch it with me.
It wont take long theres not much to see.
I am ready to die. i have cried for the lest time.
After every thing I am still here hurting just like you left me waiting to die.
watching it all pass by. Its fading away and i stand alone,
so why not pull up a chair I promise it wont take long.
Imaginary FriendI once had a friend.
That was made of pretend,
Who's only friend was me.
We played all alone,
Just all on our own.
Down on the hills,
And the trees.
We ran through the woods,
Jumped in the hills,
And played in the dark,
Because we lived for the thrills.
We went on our journeys,
And time would stand still.
The world would change,
Because it bowed to our will.
Then came the days
My friend started to fade.
We no longer spoke,
We just sat in the shade.
And as we sat silent
We looked at the sky .
My friend left for the last time,
Without a goodbye.
I guess the fact is.
They were no longer shy.
I once had a friend,
I thought was made of pretend.
Who supposedly no one could see.
So I sit and I wait,
Pretending their late.
Alone with no guarantee.
Hoping and saying ,
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