I'm depressed because everyone else is happy
I envy those who can learn to love themselves
You have no idea how bad I want a rack
To look in the mirror without sighing
If Beauty comes from within, Then I'm defiantly *******
What lurks inside is much worse then what you first perceive
Maybe I am too ******* myself
But I learned to face the reality
Instead of having high hopes, to only be dissapointed even more
I don't want to "live"  I need to change
But I can't
You don't need to change yourself for somebody else
No
I only want to do it for myself
Yet the funny thing is
No matter how hard I try to be better
To be Funnier, Prettier, Happier...
There will always be that painful feeling pulling me back
Back into who I used to be
Even if that life, Is not the life
I wanted to it be

Without any reasoning
And without any sort of logic
The praying Mantis assumes the worst in others
For others assume the worst in
Itself
The praying Mantis does not simply pray
As one might to believe
No the Mantis is always on alert
Just like a cactus with flowers
The Mantis has beauty
But up close hurts like a *****
The Mantis prefers to be in solitude
Who can blame?
Many view the Mantis as odd
With its eyes and such
The Mantis back in high school
Would get called "Buggy eyes"
Or just "buggy" for short
Boy did the Mantis get flared at that
But would anyone even have known
The raging flames from within?
Of course not.
You see even though the Mantis is alive
Its not like is has feelings or anything
Poor Mantis!
Who can behave such a loving face
Like that in any crude way?!?!
Let me tell you,
Itself.
Oh the Mantis may appear to be a
Smart intellect fellow
But what it happen to miss
Was its own abilities
The Mantis lives the day with the harsh comments
Twaddling along on two feet
Slow and consist.
The Mantis waves its long behind
Trying to please Caterpillar Cally
Caterpillar Cally was the ideal insect
With her curves and fuzzy volume hair
How Mantis wishes Caterpillar Cally was his
He awwed at her
From a distance of course
Mantis would do literally anything
To make her his
As says the old saying
Once you got what you wanted,
You wont want it anymore.
But this he ignored.
They were in love
Well, as close as two bugs could be
But one day on the leaf Cally had a confession
The dumping hit hard for Mantis
"It's not you, its me. Once I transform,
You wont want me anymore"
Mantis was confused and asked
"Why?"
"I'll lose all my hips and thighs"
He thought in silence...
Trotted away with one last saying
"I wouldn't change a thing."
Alone that night Caterpillar Cally cried in tears
As the cocoon wrapped around
Her curvy body till it was bound
The light hit like a laser
The cocoon cracked under her new expansion
She slowly crawled out
To find... the Mantis?
Butterfly Cally was in shock
Him seeing her like this
Was only going to end in mock
She turned the other way
Getting ready to fly
But something gripped her
And it held her by surprise
Locked in the Mantis grip
She struggled and pushed
Until they met lip to lip
"No stop. Don't look at me like this!"
Mantis only stared
"I Wouldn't change a thing."
"Just look at me! I'm skinny as can be,
It's almost sickening!"
"I wouldn't change a thing."
"Please just let me go! Just let me be!"
She tried to flee
"Can't you see I'm no longer pretty?"
Mantis brought her closer
Touching her wings
"I wouldn't change a thing."

Their lips sewed with thick thread
Weaving in and out
Between the pink flesh of desire
Holding a voice hostage

A voice that has so much to tell
Yearning for a ear to listen
But who would give it a chance
If it didn't have one to begin with

Oh little one
You are so ******* depressed
Trying to convince them wrong
You might as well save your breath

Ridicule and Revenge
One can't work without the other
Words turn into Weapons
As silence no longer have effect

Silence
The most cherished thing I hate
It puts you on a pedestal
Not of praise but of  humiliation

Wearing your heart on your sleeve
An easy prey to lure
After so much taunt
Why bother to hide it anymore

Abusing every helpful hand
You can manage to clench on to
Dragging them down with you
Until you drain them bone thin

She Created Her own Sadness
And consume those that try to help
If she wasn't so sad all the time
Maybe she would still be alive