i would give anything to go back in time!
i hate this day,
i wish i would’ve never said hey!
i wonder why i even looked your way,
i was betrayed!
you could never forgive me cuz you caught a case,
but your dead to me for leaving bruises in my face.
all the fake love you are such a disgrace!
you’re gone forever and i’m glueing my self together,
i feel like a broken vase.

I am all the good things you can think of,
I am a woman of wonders!
Leave me to do it all,
I'll comeback with no flaws!
I leave dropped jaws.
I hate to wonder,
why I always get fumbled.

Rose’s are red
Violet's are blue
When I think of you I loose all my hues
And I remember of all the things I was accused
I remember all the shades of purple’s , I easily bruised.
I lost you but most importantly I lost myself
All the things I worked hard for went down the drain
I can’t wait  for those days
Of when I’ll stop writing about you.
You caused me great pain!
You caused me to go mentally insane.
I hate the number two and seven!
I hate the day nine eleven!
I hate the day I first met you, July ******* five!
I hate you so much, till the day I die!
I want the earth to swallow me whole,
I hate those knots that build up in my throat!

you know what
im so sick of having this feeling in my gut
i don’t wanna give a ****
i don’t think i ever had luck
i carry these memories
for what nobody ever cherished me
i be giving my all for free
my biggest mistake
i’ll hold the accountability
my fault for not controlling my empathy

las nuves me miran
me admiran
el sol siempre brilla
y la luna nunca esta solita
sentada en una cilla
escucho el viento
que solo me grita
ciero mis ojos
y me sale una sonrisa
me lleno de paz
algo que siempre le pedilla
respiro profundo
solo asi me encontrarillas

Wondering always
Where did I go wrong
Why can I not belong
I count my days
Empty stare into space
I disassociate
Another world
To call home
I was let down
Plenty of times
From family and so called friends
To therapist that claimed they would help
I constantly fell
Into drugs, unhealthy relationships, and the things I cannot tell
I’m living out my hell