she was my growth
she was my world
she was my girl
now she is everyone else's

she called me her magnolia
she called me her river bed
she called me her joy
now she just calls me selfish

she held my hand
she held my child
she held my weight
now she just holds her ground

she was my understanding
she was my humanity
she was my love
now she is just another breakdown

she is a broken ipod
that nobody listens to

he is an open book
that everybody reads without permission

you're a lonely outsider
wanting to be known

i'm an extraordinary orphan
finding my way home

i live in a world where self acceptance is a social crime
where honesty is a joke
i live in a world of blank stares and self gratification
i can be a hundred different personalities and no one will bat an eyelid
no one will even notice
i live in a world where no where is safe
where asking for safety is a sin
i live in a world where no mistake can be erased or forgotten
for everyone has an online record
dictating if and when i can move on
i live in a world where suicide becomes a necessity
or a fun thing to do
or a distraction
i live in a world that is utterly *******