I stare out the window,
Looking out at the rain.
It reminds me of sadness,
Of sorrow and pain.

I don't see the rain,
But instead it's my tears.
The grey clouds that gather,
Are my feelings and fears.

As days have gone past,
The darkness has grown.
The thunder is building,
My anger is shown.

I'm mad that you left me,
I'm mad you don't care.
I'm angry you took
All that I had to share.

But you threw it aside,
It was worthless, ignored.
Just an unwanted gift,
And all you were, was bored.

I wish I could hate you,
At least for a time.
All this anger is tiring,
But at least it is mine!

Great crashes of thunder,
Of anger and pain.
I keep it all hidden,
My own private shame.

The day my baby sister came
They all forgot 'bout me!
Her tiny little hands and feet
Were all that she could see

She only had to burp or yawn
To hear them Ahhhhhh and Oooooh
I might as well have packed my bags
And moved to Timbuktu

I'm only five years old you see
But Shelly's just five days
She has this face that's oh so sweet
She's sneaky in her ways

And so I sneak to take revenge
She'll simply have to go
I look and see enormous eyes
It hits me and I know

This girl's my baby sister
I'll forgive her all her noise!
I guess that once she's old enough
We'll even share my toys

There's just one thing I just won't do
I'll never change her diaper!
The things I've seen and smelled down there ...
I'd rather change a viper!

My muse, she left me yesterday
Today she came right back
So many words flow through my mind
I simply can't keep track!

I like to take her everywhere
I never really know
Where inspiration might hit next
Or where she next might go

I don't know where she goes, or why
I only know she's missed
I truly only write my best
When by my muse I'm kissed.

I stand upon a makeshift bridge,
With suicide in mind,
I'm nothing, just an empty shell
A girl who's broke inside.

And yet there's someone calling me,
They tell me not to go,
They tell me there is more to life
Than a man I used to know.

I don't believe that when you left
This world behind in death,
Your spirit disappeared from life
Upon your final breath.

I like to think that for a while
You chose to stay nearby,
So you might help those left behind
To live before they die.

You make me think before I act
You're never far away
You influence the way I think
And live from day to day

You are the voice inside my head
You are my spirit guide
My love for you will never fade
When I know you're by my side.

I look in the mirror
And hate what I see
I see my reflection
It's looking at me

My other self judges
She hates what she sees
At least on this one thing
It seems we agree

I hate my reflection
Both inside and out
But it's not that important
Not what life's about

There's no-one who'll truly
Appreciate me
Until I acknowledge
How good life can be

Until I can love me
And stop feeling shamed
Then no-one will see past
My demons, untamed.

I stand alone upon the edge,
The precipice of life,
I feel I've lived too many years,
In fear of pain and strife.

I need to learn to live each day,
As if it were my last.
To do exactly as I please,
*** life, it goes too fast.

No longer will I care about,
What other people say,
Behind my back or to my face,
It won't affect my day.

There's just one thing I'd like to say,
I'd like you all to know,
I will not shed another tear,
For those that choose to go.