I'm so tired of being lied to!
I'm sick of having my heart ripped out!
**** LOVE
**** LIFE
**** EVERYTHING TO DO WITH IT
You said you loved me but all you want is
*** or something ****** which  I refuse to give.
So what if I drink under-age? That is completely different
I thought you loved me for me!
**** every cheater or liar
People like you ruin lives!
I ******* hate you.

Every day is the same
A fake smile
A fake laugh
A fake emotion
Every day I hid the real me
No one has ever seen the dark side of me
No one ever will
No one has ever cared
So why would they now?

There is this little doll
Who get's used by everyone
then thrown away
She just wishes someone will stay
But no one wants a damaged doll
Her life doesn't seem worth it
So she wishes it away
One day this little doll
Will never feel the sun on her face
As the last thing she will feel
Is the sharpness of a razor blade

Happy endings that's what everyone wants.
Fairy-tales have them so why can't we?
But this is reality not make believe.
Happy ever after doesn't exists.
Mamas and Papas lie and children foolish believe
The only ending we have is an ending in the ground
Where we are six foot down.

There is this thing about me,
That only a few people know
You see I can't feel a thing
It's like I'm a living zombie
But somehow I'm still here
No emotion will be felt
I'm being swallowed by blackness and it's turning me cold
It's numbing my senses....
Is there anyone there to keep me warm?

It runs at a fast pace
Trying to survive,
But with all the
Pretty distractions
Surviving is way
To hard.
It falls for the evil
And ignores the
Good.
It can't be controlled
As the heart was born
As a wild creature and
it only has one cage that
Can hold it.

Every morning the little bird sung it's song
In search to find another who could finish her tune
Day after day the little birds heart sank.
Realizing no other bird would finish her song
Until one day she final gave up. Little song bird no longer
sung. Her small heart broken, just like her wings
No longer can she fly, no longer can she breathe
Little song bird no longer sees.

Oh little song bird rest  now
she will be forever at peace
after final finding a friend
who would finish her song
Before the end.

It started as warning, which turned to threats.
A threat, a threat which was fulfilled
He didn't want anyone close to her
Scared them all away

For her she was panicked, unsure of what to say.
He hid in the shadows never spoke to her
But protected her in his own way  

She final bucked up courage and asked "What do you want from me?"
Only to receive a long poem which made her heartache
Her  protector vanished  and her heart broke.
She fell for the mysterious guy who tried saving her heart
Now she weeps heart set on finding
Her mysterious protector