It makes me sad to see how fragile your happiness can be.
I wish I could see you smiling for ever.
Not because you are the most beautiful when you smile, you are still beautiful in your pain.
I just wish you never had to know pain.
I want you to be happy because you deserve it.
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
"We could spend so much of our time searching for all the wrong things when all we ever truly want in this life is love, and happiness, and that ineffable feeling that we belong."
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 5:47 PM UTC
He's just like me
Only he's not me
I totally understand him
But I chose to feign
They can't really tell
But I know it all too well
They shun and ignore him
Even made an island out of him
And what a shame
Even I did the same
But what had happened
Can never be forgotten
So forgive me
For just being me.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
Dull blue eyes looking back, filled with pain,sorrow and loss.
And in a blink it was gone and he kept walking. How can someone keep all those emotions bottled up. How long has he been this broken, how long has he been this lonely. I can barely comprehend going so long alone and afraid. Who would break someone so beautiful,and most of all how can someone still be so beautiful after being broken so many times.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 1:15 PM UTC
When you miss someone
The amount of time they are away shouldn't matter
You miss them the same on the last minute of their absence as you did on the very first moment they left your sight
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
Why do we insist on smiling in all our pictures? We hide our emotions and thoughts behind our baring teeth while our eyes show the truth. We use social media as a virtual scrapbook. All we're doing is lying to our future , reminiscing over forgotten memories and "look how happy I was". Its okay not to smile.
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 9:16 PM UTC
In the mirror,
Sadness reflected.
Shattered dreams,
And hopeless smiles.
In the mirror I stare,
seeing thousand of broken pieces.
Empty eyes,
waiting for death to come out of the mirror.
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
I used to be that happy little girl who danced trough the streets, smiled at everyone she met.
Now I am that depressed boy who locks himself up in his room, never comming out, because people might notice his *****
Oh, the difference between this two.
But both are part of me and my past.
Who will I tomorrow be?
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
You see
A person only truly falls in love
Once in their life time
And once that time is used up
There is no more.
You can lie to yourself
And to others
But if you were truly in love with them
That love cannot be undone.
I am in love.
A love that won't go away
With my best friend.
I fell off
The bridge of love
And into the waters
Where he followed
But his love came with strings attached
A bungee
And he jumped back up
And left me sitting there in the waters
While he's up on the bridge
Calling me up there
While I'm wishing him down here
And I have no bungee.
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 2:08 AM UTC
You can beat us to the ground, hurt us.
Ignore our screams.
Pretened that we are fine.
Because kids can't be depressed.
You can tell us how to live and feel.
Tell us our demons are not real.
But we are just other human beings.
Looking for their own indentity.
Going trough darker times.
Just younger but not untouched by pain.
Just because we are younger doesn't mean we can't be hurt.
So yes you can be ignorant.
You can tell us that we lie.
But that won't help us.
Won't change a thing.
We are the depressed teenagers.
And we can't do anything about it.
So please stop reminding us that we should be happy.
That our teens are the best times of our lifes.
Cause if depression is the best we will get,
how much must aldult life **** then?
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 2:06 AM UTC