My life isn’t so simple and never ever plain
I thank God every morning I wake
And that each day my love for him has gained
Those girls that I call my friends
Help guide me through it all
And through the darkest of the night
Those girls are my life and catch my every fall
That boy I call my prince has always been the one
To catch the falling raindrops from my eyes
He catches them till I’m all done
I trust his every word
Down to the very last secret
My promise to him is a lot
And I promise to always keep it
Everything is mostly skin deep
In the mirror its hard to see
This image I look at
What is “beauty“?
All my feelings are hidden
They are mostly masked
I usually put on a smile
Just so no one will ask
Its always those simple questions
That everyone wants to know
My favorite color is blue
You think you know me
because you think it shows
Ask me something real
And I will give it to you
I will tell you it all
And I will give you the real deal
Drama is life but not my thing
Of you? I’m not scared
I will give you a piece of my mind
If you have something you need to say
There are emotions I cant control
I’m happy, I’m sad
There’s things I just cant explain
Maybe its unhealthy and maybe bad
But things happen
That most don’t know
I love my life
But at points it’s hard to show
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 2:51 AM UTC
Leaving the life I lived
For a life that I've yet to see
I will have to be brave
That's what everyone expects of me
Fear is deep inside
Hiding all within
This emotion is about to break out
My braveness is wearing thin
This journey is hard to describe
Hasn't gone on for long
But now it's over
I know I'll be strong
In the end I know I'll be sad
I'm definitely going to cry
I don't want to see everyone go
I'm not ready to say goodbye
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 2:46 AM UTC
I was in my room,
doing typical things.
when my sister came in,
everything kinda changed.
"get your stuff", she said in fright.
"what's going on?",
i grabbed what was in sight.
she held my hand,
like big sisters do.
we ran down the stairs,
the louder the noise grew.
glass shattered loudly,
and my mom began to cry.
daddy was at it again,
we just ran on by.
we flew out the door,
and down the street we ran.
"where are we going?"
and the runaway began...
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 2:41 AM UTC
You watched me fall
Like a butterfly with a broken wing
I don't want to go down
But this is how it came to be
I knew i was going to fall
When you watched my wings break
You were careless; no expression
Right then I knew this was a mistake
You watched me fall
Like a butterfly with a broken wing
Why can't i be the fluttering butterfly
I had once known to be?
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 2:27 AM UTC
here is to all the stuff i put you through,
and all the mean things that i had said.
to all the fights that we continued, with no reason?
i regret.
to all the ignorance that was done,
and all the blaming that was dealt.
to all the screaming that we did,
to the terrible things that we felt.
here is to a friendship,
that ended in shame.
i’m sorry you guys…
i take all the blame.
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 2:16 AM UTC