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Hey....                         You
I know you've            heard it before
but you just don't understand how fake we all
look I do it too I try not to you talk about yourselves
don't question life want to be different but end up be
-ing the same on all the things that matter help
me change the world support not all I wa
-nt: to not have to hide and to not be
disgusted with everyone for
neglecting the imp
-ortance
of li
-fe
Please, re-evaluate what's really important, your video-game, or the environment. Vines, or teen suicide. Every little thing counts
Good threw the crakes
no this thought never lasts
Happy on the outside
do you even know what's inside
No she wont let you in
She is not fragile like she once had bean
Maybe good will shine agene
Threw the crakes I do see
what this girl wants to be
I cant leave you
I think I still love you
Never thought we would ever give in
I think back to what hold have bean
I feel a little broken
I think my hearts stolen
I feel like falling apart
When I looked into your eyes from the start
I think back to the time when
We were just together
Simple as it could be
I Could keep you
I think back to the time we were perfect
Just a broken memory like the rest
I feel like im breaking
Is my life worth taking
I don't think about the past
I just want the pain to last
I don't want you to look back at me
And think that some times I was not happy
You just need to remember one thing
I remember the thought your smile brings
I look out at the night
don't want to stay and fight
not wanting to go on tonight
I don't think I can win this fight
Who will save me when I cry
I don't even know why
I feel the pain inside
and I think I know why
I cut the skin
because I know how its bean
Who will save me when I cry
and who would ever wonder why
I have lost as I hanged
burnt up
full of rage
I don't want t go on
I don't think I could have won
words are my cuts
pain is my dress
scars are my jewelry
hate is the melody
burns on my neck
discrimination such a symphony
I cannot describe
how bad it really hurt
With all this said I have to say I want the world to burn
one for the words they say
too for the hate
just skip three and four
five because it hurts much more
Your words has shown now layed down on my skin
how bad you never know its been
A tear for the little girl
that they always wished I had been
Who could have save me with such simple words '
if somebody just said
they knew how bad it really hurt
and knew how bad its been.
FOR ALL THE VICTUMS OF SUISIDE WHO DID NOT GET RECOGNISED BECAUSETHEY WERE DEMED UN-CONSEQWENTIAL, BY THE MIDEA. AND TO ALL PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEAN AFECTED BY IT YOU ARE NOT ALONE
a word for the broken
a song for the lost
don't morn a time that will never end
rock and roll is never dead
Something for the man to make amends

A prophet for the lost
A destroyer for your pain
A mourner for your broken heart
a mystic for your words
an a deviant for something I'm not really allowed to word because it will get flagged
No more pain are their words and mystery
not silent they will fight  thou
they are the fallen in the night
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