I am feeling,
That I shouldn't think too much
About my feelings.

The serenity of the park
Stirs gently in my soul
I walk around and ponder
The wonders of God
The  birds flying softly
Over my head
Cicadas singing on morning duty
Ripples on the sparkling lake
Gentle breezes kiss my cheek
I can't thank God enough
Nor praise Him enough
From my heart
Or even a poem
For loving me and dying
For me
But I'll  try

Welcome to our generation
Where kids pretend to smile
They pretend to be happy,
When in reality,
They're broken,
Beat,
Hurt,
Tired,
And they just want to die

Welcome to our generation
Where kids self harm,
Starve themselves,
And make themselves throw up
The generation that tries to die

This is our generation
The generation that wants to hide
The generation that wants to die

Love is not blind,
but he who did not see your worth.

You cannot hate me
For what I believe
Just because my believe
Is different to your believe
You cannot break me
For the words I speak
Just because my speak
Is different to your speak
You cannot judge me
For the way I live
Just because my live
Is different to your live
You cannot hate me
When you can’t even see me
You cannot
You cannot
Because in the end
You cannot fail to see
that  I am just like you
Doing what I can
Passing through