"But I love you!" She cried as he walked away,
The lies she wore like a skin had lost their sway.
All the twisted tales she'd spun,
All the stories she'd told come undone.
Now all that was left was this one small claim,
This claim that her love for him was what's to blame.
He laughed at her supposed despair,
Their twisted relationship was now beyond repair.
He had believed those splendid tales she'd wove,
She had grown attached to her lying trove.
She hid behind her lies like shields,
They betrayed her and weakened the truth they concealed.
They hurt her and deemed her untrusted,
The truth she hid grew more and more rusted.
Until "I love you" was the only phrase she trusted.

English is useless,
This homework is ruthless.
My mind is a mess,
And yet I have to do this test.
It's hurting my brain,
And causing my eyes to strain.
It's some sort of comprehension on dancers,
Yet I don't know any of the answers.
These questions are bogus,
I need to refocus.
Refocus on what?

Keep smiling , I think as I walk past yet another happy family, joyous and laughing
Keep smiling, I whisper  as shadows dance around me , street lamps flickering
Keep smiling, I say as tears flood down my face like rivers,
Keep smiling, I sob as my thoughts weigh down upon me like boulders
Keep smiling, I mumble as I stumble  through the street, the silence loud
Keep smiling, I frown as I stand on the ledge, the rocks below me sharp
Keep smiling.
Keep smiling.
Keep smiling.
What if I can’t keep smiling?
What if I can’t keep going?
But I can, I can keep smiling, because I smile as I face the only thing left for me,
I can keep smiling, I think, as I jump.

Nothing is vibrant, nothing is fun,
Everything interesting has already been done,
I could go for a run, maybe learn a new stunt,
But that takes motivation and of that I have none.
  
I could try to socialize, maybe converse,
But every time I come by the crowd seems to disperse,
Time used to fly by and yet that rule no longer applies,
All I can do is lie in bed and try.
  
I try to come up with something to do,
And yet I cannot think of anything new,
All I can do is admire the view,
I can't even go to the zoo.
  
Everything interesting has already been done,
I could go for a run, maybe learn a new stunt,
But that takes motivation and of that I have none,
Nothing is vibrant, nothing is fun,
Everything interesting has already been done.