Feelings are simple to explain.
There are two reasons people don't talk about them.
One. They don't mean anything.
Or
Two. They mean everything.

Hi, I'm a ****.
I'm the girl who is only seen as a ****** slave.
I'm just digging my own grave.
Hi, I'm a ****.
Having *** seems to have marked me.
"****, let her be."
Hi, I'm a ****.
I never close my legs.
Drinking straight from kegs.
Hi, I'm a ****.
Today's world is so messed up that we are stuck with a meaningless name.
It's a game.
Hi, I'm a ****.
I've gotten more men then I can handle.
Caught up in a scandle.
Hi, I'm a ****.
Broken and threatened, bullied online.
****, she is so fine.
Hi, I'm a ****.
But I'm also a writer too.
An artist, a poet, but you never knew.
Hi, I'm a ****.
Where today in this world names can translate into actions.
And girls can get rapped.
And you can't escape.
Because fate is fate.
And I should not wear that because it's cut to low.
She's such a ***.
She should just go.
Hi, I'm a ****.
And it's a title that never dies.
Breaking ties.
Because.
Hi, I'm a ****.
And I can never keep a guy.
No matter how hard I try.
And it's all a lie.
But, Hi...
I'm a *****.

Stop giving him excuses.
He wasn't too busy to reply.
He should have at least said goodbye.
Stop giving him excuses.
He wasn't to busy to call.
He should have given it his all.
Stupid girl, stop giving him excuses.
He wasn't there for you like he should be.
He should have the decency to see.
So please.

Stop giving him excuses,
Reasons for him not to care.
Because for you to be treated like ****,
Isn't and never will be fair.

Trapped behind these walls.
Tears flow like waterfalls.
Hopeless dreams waste away.
Like the words she never got to say.
Once full of love and life.
Now stabbed with a 7 inch knife.
Look close in her eyes.
You can see the lies.
When she tells you she's fine.
It's just another line.
In reality she in so much pain.
She's barely even ******* sane.

You make a list in your head of what you want in a lover:
Brown hair.
Beautiful eyes.
A sharp mind.
A soft heart.
You want someone with a sense of humor.
One that actually makes you laugh like you mean it.
This and that.
It's all *******.
Because.
People.
Aren't.
List.
And I have always wanted to be the person,
who made someone realize that.
I want to come across someone with a list in their head,
that is nothing like the person I am,
And I want to show them what they didn't even know they were looking for.
People who think they know what they want are fooling themselves.
Nobody really knows what they want.
Not until it is right in front of them.

I want to write without writing.
Try without trying.
Speak without speaking.
Fly without flying.

I want to smoke without smoking.
Cry without crying.
Love without loving.
Die without dying.

I want to live without living.
Lie without lying.
Hope without hoping.
Sigh without sighing.

I want to escape without escaping.
Be without being.
Leave without leaving.
See with out seeing.

You make me sick,
with that stupid smirk on your face.
You feel so much pride,
but you're a ******* disgrace.

You make me sick,
by the way you treat other people like ****.
You act like you're important,
but when you don't get your way you throw a fit.

You make me sick,
when you punched me in the eye.
Who are you kidding?
You're not a ******* stand-up guy.

You make me sick,
the way you try and make me stay.
You're the dirt on the ground,
and eventually you'll pay.