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Lillian Rae Lee Jan 2015
Remember the day, when you said you'd stay?
Now I feel like I'm just your prey.
Watching me, up in your tree.
But then I'm told "C'est la vie"
As in thats life, you lost your hype.
Other girls, you try to swipe.
You're so sneaky, you'll never get caught.
You're so clever, or so you thought.
Well now I'm done, and she's on the run.
I guess it's good, we had our fun.
Lillian Rae Lee Jan 2015
Always so stressed.
Im a mess, at best.
Lifes a test.
And I'm barely passing
Its distracting.
My thoughts attacking.
My vision blacking.
Passed out, people shout.
Depression no doubt.
These pills, give me chills.
But the calm is for real, ideal.
Lillian Rae Lee Jan 2015
Dropped out of college before the Start.
I used to want to be something smart.
Didn't have the money or heart.
I only have passion for art.
Now I'm just pushing a cart.
Just want to pay rent
"Wasting my talent"
Man, stop, take a hint.
All I'm tryin' to do is vent.
This pen is my accent.
The paper my identity.
Im a new entity...
Its not we.
Its just me, don't you see?
Doing me.
These lines make me feel free.
The paint my portkey.
But its not wizardry.
Just muggles.
Struggles.
Lillian Rae Lee Jan 2015
When the snow drifts my mood shifts.
My spirits forget how to lift.
Through the files of my past
My mind sifts.
It wont last, this mask.
Hiding is a hard task.
Time to face the facts.
Another attack.
As in anxiety, Inside of  me.
Like a growing seed, now a tree.
Just let me be.
Its just seasonal, they say.
This feeling won't stay.
My thoughts are grey.
Just go away.
Maybe someday.
Lillian Rae Lee Jan 2015
When I was young had a lot of trials, Faked Smiles.
Pretend everything was fine, Denial.
Growing old drive a lot of miles, Have Style, Argyles.
Nah, but I wear a lot of sweaters, act better.
Dreaming bigger dreams, seeing better things.
But still my parents are apart of me, partially.
She loves he and they become we, he and she.
Forever with me plus three. But that's not reality.
I dream of bigger infinites.
The Faults were in their stars, not ours.
I get it, Families split, grow apart.
Keep her close through the arts.
Ma and me, no heart to hearts.
Dont get too close because I'm too smart.
Dont get me wrong, my loves strong.
But the drives long and thats whats wrong.
And shes like Cheech and Chong. So Gone. Now Im Gone.

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