Where are you when I need you?
You're not around
Just shut the **** up.
Don't make a sound
When I'm dead
Don't you dare cry
When I'm looking down
Your lashes better be dry
I know your tears are all for show
Guilt mixed in there too
But when I was in need
Where were you?
I called out to you
Crying your name
Needing the comfort
That never came
So now when I'm gone
Don't cry for me
Go on living
And leave me be
Don't say I was beautiful
Don't say how much you cared
Because if you did
Wouldn't you have been there?
Don't say it's so sad
For someone so young
Don't let that bull
Slip past your tongue
Don't open your mouth
To say that you loved me
Because let's face it
Did you, really?

Who am I?
I could tell you my name
Or the year I was born
But it's all the same
I'm not telling you who I am
With an answer like that one
It's just my label
The name I was given
Who I am
Isn't so easily obtained
Who I am
Is me when I'm playing in the rain
Who I am
Is my tears that fall
Who I am
Is my fearlessness to stand tall
Who I am
Is not just a name
Who I am
Is my inner flame

Broken piano
I play no tune
You try to play
Clair de lune
On my keys
Of ivory and black
Beautiful outside
But inside they lack
They won't hit
The right note
They get caught
In my throat

Pierce my heart
Freeze my veins  
Never let me
Feel again
Rip me in two
Shatter my soul
Toss it in
The blackest hole
Lose the color
In my lips
Turning blue
My fingertips
Bleed me out
Til I'm dry
The lowest lows
With no highs
Black roses grow
In my chest
All I want
Is to rest
I become death
And death becomes me
I may be decaying
But at least I'm doing it gracefully

Introverted
Extroverted
Procrastinator
I'll figure it out later
Socially awkward
Fashion forward
Emotionally unstable
Pick a label
Depressed
But well dressed
Tired eyes
See the lies
High heels
Too many feels
I have to become
Emotionally numb
Cause I strive
To survive
Know your place
Put on your brave face
Let them label you
They haven't got a clue
Who you are
Beneath that scar
They notice the imperfections
On every section
Of your body that they pick apart
But they're blind to the beauty of your heart.

Decorations
That's all they are
Little pink
Decorations
Raised bits
Of my skin
Adorn my arm
The same way
Ornaments
Adorn
A Christmas tree
Decorations
My scars are
Decorating me

I've considered killing myself
More times than I've considered
Learning how to live again
Because I don't want to
Live all over again
Only to die all over again
I've thought about cutting my wrists
More times than I've tried
Letting the other cuts heal
I've cried over you
More times than I've smiled
In my whole life
I've told others
How beautiful and fantastic they are
More times than I've told myself
I'm worth something
I've lost more than I've gained
And died more than I lived
The amount of tears I cried could drown
The amount of times I've smiled