the-devil-is-real
I'm Human... I am a lonely 16 year old girl making her way through this world hopelessly... / / The-Devil-Is-Real / A girl who understands who we are / Busy and renowned, here and far / She is another friend I have here / Perhaps the one that is sort of near / She is one of two / What did I do? / To deserve her as my friend? / We like the same things....until the very end / She is the second friend I talk to :D
What did I do
to deserve such
pointless love from you?
Don't get me wrong, I love you forever but
what you give me
means nothing. It's not
even love it's friendship.
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC
I have dreams.
Oh, yes I have tons.
They will never come
True, that's why
They're dreams. I
Have dreams of
Being in your arms but
That won't happen because
You're not mine. I have
Dreams of becoming a performer,
Singer, being in the spotlight but
I can't do that because of my
Anxiety and all the scars on my
Arms and legs.
People say never doubt your
Dreams, but I say give up on them
Before they become an obsession.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 1:08 AM UTC
The sadness consumes me,
Buries me alive.
I can't even tell you
The last time I
Was happy. Every
One tells me we have
Our ups and downs.
So why have I been
Down for so many years?
I hear all the time,
"You choose to be happy or sad."
Is I could choose to be
Happy trust me I'd be
There. Those people are
The ones with the perfect
Lives, no problems.
They don't get flashbacks,
Have anxiety attacks, are
Depressed. They don't know
What it's like. As Hope
Once told me, "Now days
People cut over dumb little
Things like their goldfish dying,
These people could never
Handle a day in our shoes."
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 1:03 AM UTC
We all strive for perfection
Not even knowing what it is.
We all want the next best
Thing, clothes, shoes, people.
That's human nature.
We all want perfection,
But no one can have it.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:58 AM UTC
I've always had an
Deep love for eyes.
They tell me so much.
They aren't just a color.
They show emotion.
I know when you're
Sad, mad, happy, excited,
Just from your eyes.
Now all I see is
Pain and hatred.
Eyes can give me more
Words than you can.
I know how you feel
About me... Just from
Your eyes.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC
They all tell me
"You need help."
No I dont I need
Love, someone to hold,
Happiness.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
We may not admit
Out hatred for people but,
We all have it toward
Someone. And obviously
Yours is toward me.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:47 AM UTC
That's all I feel
anymore. I haven't
been happy for what
feels like ages.
What you did to
me hurt, killed.
I am nothing.
I have nothing.
I am empty.
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC