I'll try
I'll try my best
I'll do what I can
I'll see
I'll attempt it
I'll change my self
I'll try to be better
I'll push myself to be what you need me to be
I'll lie to myself
for the rest of time
to try to make you happy,
to see your daughter go to college
to see your daughter make a living for herself
I'm your prize
So i'll try
I'll try to be what you need me to be.
I'll try for you
and
I'll try for me
Because me is more important than you.
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 1:03 PM UTC
Having my head's in the clouds is what makes me happy.
I breath better and I feel as though I will live longer.
I feel free,
Which is something that I don't feel down here.
Down here is clogged up and broke.
The air isn’t breathable and everyone is fighting.
I want to live in the clouds and I know I can’t.
But I wish I could, it’s peaceful and that doesn’t happen down here.
In the clouds you can dream and you can hope
In the clouds you can believe.
You can be you and you won't be judged
In the clouds you will be free.
But I know that the air up there isn't breathable,
But I wish it was so then I will be free
of the hell from down below.
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
A heart broken into two is a heart that is chipped.
And that type of chip can’t always be fixed.
But a heart that is left as a whole and new, losses its strength.
One side might die the other half will always be with them.
That half can never die because they are so strong.
Once a broken heart always a broken heart.
A broken heart can be fixed but it will never be the same.
Dec 15, 2017
Dec 15, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
Thoughts of death
Happiness is loss
A Place that is lost
Never will be one again
Kids run and hid
Some even running away never to be seen again
Giving is forgotten
In a place that I leave
Vacation that leads into the
Imperfect world
Never forget hard times
Giving moments because of them
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 12:33 PM UTC
I’m lost
I’m scared
I’m afraid
but what I did deserves to be punished
I‘m trapped
I’m locked up
I’m afraid
But it could be death
I’m chain up
and afraid
Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 2:06 PM UTC
I stand in the middle of nothingness.
I wait for something to come by but nothing does.
I wait a little longer, still nothing.
No rain, No sun, No clouds, Nothing.
It’s just me I’m alone in nothing.
Then I realize that in nothingness lies everything,
The color, The crowds, and everything else.
I’m not alone. I have my nothing.
But that's just my dream.
I hold every thing.
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC