Our flaws make us who we are,
At least, that is what I am told.
But if I wanted to change my flaws,
Would you deem that too bold?

I feel quite dismal, when I gaze.
When I look into the mirror.
My face is not astounding,
I see very little, I fear.

When I search my soul,
I also see little beauty there.
I think that if I could read thoughts,
I'd learn that few actually care.

My flaws do not make me happy,
They seek my constant attention.
I have flaws that are hidden,
Ones that I dare not mention.

I will change what I can,
That is all that I can do.
After that, I will accept the rest,
Then maybe I won't be quite so blue.

The fire of our hearts,
It burned us to ashes.
We sobbed into our hands,
Tears hanging from our lashes.

Your tears stirred sorrow in me,
To see you torn up tore me down.
It made a whole calamity of feelings
Spur up and become found.

Now, I don't know what we are,
Or even how to advance.
I'm sorry that I went along,
I'm sorry I danced that dance.

Love is wild
Love is free
Love is what
Brought you to me

Love is kind
Love is fair
Your love is why
I can still breath air

Love is perfect
Love is pure
For the sake of love
Please don't walk out the door

The eyes of children are filled with light,
The eyes of children know not of plight.
The eyes of children are innocent,
But purity's death is imminent.

Children become slaves to this world,
This world that tells them to obey,
Slaps trauma onto their souls,
Reprimands them when they play.

Too many kids, tears in their eyes,
Stare into mirrors, faces they despise.
Too many scars, on too many wrists,
Too much instability, too many shifts.

Some kids have known only pain,
Seen petrifying things from early age.
These kids must overcome,
Turn the world's book to a new page.

These kids are the ones who can teach,
These kids are the ones who see,
They see the world is broken,
This is not how it should be.

When I fell into your cave,
Your stalagmites pierced me;
I became impossible to save,
The rock much too deep.

The sun did not shine there,
People did not see me hurt.
They did not see the blood,
How the rock made it spurt.

Some tried to pull me out,
But they all failed upon trying.
My strangled cry became a death shout,
For I was slowly dying.

My body, pulled from the deep cave,
Remained lifeless in your arms;
I had never been saved,
And I met the face of harm.

I was too far gone,
I could not return;
I did not see dawn,
Death I had earned.

Beer has a grotesque taste,
Which sneaks into the back of my throat
Once the cold liquid is against my lips.
My body shakes, I take small sips.

This is her favorite,
This is her drink of choice;
My stomach lurches when I swallow,
And regret shortly follows.

What has become of me?
I am seeking understanding of
Something entirely foreign to me,
As if it will somehow set me free