What if every one was forced to see,
The world exactly, even just like me?
A world where all, think as one,
A world where peers chose who we become,

What if it was wrong to love,
If we lacked the freedom to rise above?
The tragedy of a forbidden word,
Cages the mind like a wingless bird.

The human mind is meant to wonder,
We need to be free, we need to ponder.
If the world was thrown into darkness,
Nothing would grow and be reduced to hardness.

We need to know,
We need to grow.
We need to love.
And we will rise above.

What if one person chose to know?
What if one person desired to grow?
What if one persons heart sought love?
What if that person rose above?

We are each unique,
God gave us power to speak,
We should use our gift,
To teach and up lift

I think I'll write a happy poem,
All filled with happy cheer.
And try to push out of my mind,
The thoughts of you, my dear.

So I'll write of flowers and birds,
And quiet moonlit nights,
Still I won't think a thought of you,
Instead I'll focus on the lights.

I'll write about strength or hope,
And about surviving wars,
But not once will I think of you.
Or about those broken doors.

I'll talk about surviving school,
And sealing up my scars,
Still I refuse to think of you.
As I put my heart behind it's bars.

I think I'll write about a boy,
Who to his love stayed true,
But all that does is make me think,
Of a boy a lot like you.

That didn't work the way I thought,
And I guess I think too much,
Cause I can't put you from my mind,
But you're just too far away to touch.

I hate those moments of false hope.
When I think things might actually work,
And the butterflies grow back their wings,
Only to have them torn away,
To become a caterpillar once more.

His girl
The worst feeling in the world,
Is watching him fall in love.
You see his tweets about his girl,
And the weight in your gut gets heavier,
As the dead butterflies sink to the bottom.
You'd think with all the tears you've cried,
You'd have started feeling lighter by now.
You see what he posts about miss perfect,
And you pray to GOD she's really worth it.
And you know that you had your chances,
And you know that you watched them go.
But that was back when you didn't know.
He changed his picture, it's not of you,
And you just know that he's changed too.
You can't do anything without remembering.
You forget and check your twitter again,
And you just see his tweets about his girl.
And it kills you to realize, that you're not,
His girl.

I want someone,
To finally notice,
To see my scars,
And love them.
But we all know,
It's impossible,
To find beauty,
In what we hate.
What we hate,
With a passion.
I want someone,
To touch my arm,
Hold me close,
And tell me to stop.
But all I get,
Are blank stares.
An "I'm sorry",
And "I didn't know."
When what I need,
Is to hear,
Someone say,
I love you,
No matter,
What.

I watch as tears well up in your eyes.
I watch as the love in you tender heart dies.
The world has turned on you,
It has ruined your view,
It has filled you head with nothing but lies.

To say I'm sorry isn't enough.
For the world has hurt you, and treated you rough.
But your so much stronger,
Hold on a while longer,
I know that it's hard, but war makes you tough.

I reach out my hand, and pull you close,
I know their words hurt, but my love only grows.
I will always be here,
So surrender your fear.
In my heart you can hide, as hard wind blows.

I wish I could save your soul tonight.
I wish I could take away all of your fright.
Here, darling, take my hand.
I'll hold you, help you stand.
Just take hold of my hand, and hold on tight.

Maybe I should just give up.
Let the storm beat me down,
Just stop the fight and don't get up?
Accept the night and drop my crown,
Let my lungs have one last breath,
Then bow my head and welcome death.

Maybe I should hold on tighter,
Continue to feel, head up high?
Take the sword and become a fighter,
Fight the fight and refuse to die?
So I take my helm and notch my arrow,
As I enter in on the strait and narrow.