Ugly- The definition of a girl, is given by the guys who broke her heart and the girls she used to look up to.

Useless- The feeling of never being good enough because you cant even make your parents happy. Not worth anyones time.

Stupid- Not getting perfect grades at a honor school and being made fun of by those who you thought loved you.

Depressed- The feeling you get when no one understands that your crying on your knees everynight asking god to help you to make you feel like you are worth something then being kicked while your crying by your best friend. Giving up on everyone and everything.

Scared- That gut feeling you always have because everyone you love always leaves so what makes Dylan any different? When I am the same girl I was when everyone else left?

Unwanted- The feeling an adopted kid like myself, when not even her brother wants to be a part of her life. When your parents didn't want you only 2 weeks after birth..?

So someone, ANYONE, tell me why I should continue on with my life acting like everything is perfect and okay when honestly IT IS NOT OKAY!!! NOTHING IS OKAY! I am sorry that I was never perfect and never good.. I tried.. I really did and maybe one day y’all might, just might realize that I was breaking, slowly breaking, painfully trying to make everyone happy when I was the one suffering most.. I just wish I would've noticed this when I was younger and didn't waste so much of my life trying to figure out where I went wrong when that was never the issue. The issue was that I couldn't accept that I couldn't be perfect, I never would be, and that I cant change something I have no control over.. Maybe if I realized that earlier my life would've been just a bit happier, maybe not.. But my mom once told me that everything happens for a reason and she was right…

His intrepid mind
His weakened heart
His boxed out life
He's losing sight

His charismatic thoughts
His empty soul
His losing spirit
He's growing old

His thought bewildered
His thoughts were quick
His winning mind
He's lacking life

Wanted for his mind
But not for what he is
He spends his time alone
With only books

He now reads about love
The one thing he doesn't know
Trying to fill
His empty soul

It is a start
To the heart
This man of brilliance
Wants love in his heart

This lonely girl in the push up bra
Her blood stains on the bathroom walls

If you look at her and grab her eye
She plays for keeps, yet she is meek

Close your eye’s when you kiss her
She’ll scar you with her sarcastic gleam  

She’ll lick your heart just to be tasten
She’ll take your money that’s her taken

She softly says goodbye, I’ll see you later
The shock waves she gave, keeps you shaken

This girl you used is a professional bleeder
She hurts from within and is always faking

Maybe I'm ready for the end of the world
Or maybe I'm just impatient.
Today was supposed to signify a magnitude of things;
Mostly our love.
But the suns dancing overshadows what should've been.
I'm waiting for it to be cold again
To once more reflect unshattering icicles
Replacing my heart.
I'm too tired and you're too far away.
This is a waiting game
And I am losing.