You are the one,
Who understands me,
Who helped me through the hardest times,
When my own family wasn't there,
You are the one,
Who gave me a home,
When my own,
Didn't fit that label,
You are the one,
Who showed me what love is,
Who took time to heal my cuts,
Even when I kept cutting,
Who helped me with my anger,
Til i had none left,
You are that one,
And i owe you my life.

you say I don't respect you
and maybe I don't
but I definitely fear you
respect is a two way street
respect goes both ways
when you stop ruling with fear
and respect me
maybe I'll try harder to respect you

You are the happy friend.
You seek compliments but you don’t believe them.
You can’t be the messed up friend because they have it worse.
You can’t compare because they won’t see it as bad as it is.
You are the happy friend.
You are the funny friend.
You are the safe friend.
You let them vent, you let them share.
You take the burden so they don’t have to. You carry their weight-
adding to yours.
You don’t let them see.
They check in with you but you know you can’t say anything.
You can’t trust them with your feelings. They don’t need more on their plate.
They can’t handle it, but you can.
You can’t be delicate.
You can’t be hurt.
You are unbothered.
Because you are the happy friend.

I cut my finger cooking
wiped away the blood and carried on
"Why don't you get a band-aid?"
Because, little sister
One day you will endure worse
then just a skin deep cut.
And, little sister
band-aids cover pain.
They don't fix it.

If fate is a friend,
Then pain is too.

some say I'm nosy
but I disagree
I think my problem is that I care
too much
I want to fix everyone
and to do that I must know everything
until it becomes obsessive
how do I stop caring so much

I run-
From the pain,
From the brutality,
I run as fast as I can,
Seeking refuge,
Seeking belonging,
I run as far as i can,
Away from you,
I run.