In this room,
I feel unknown.
Saddened by this,
I'd rather sit alone.

It's always as if,
my presence is dull.
I almost feel like,
there's no brain in my skull.

The people around me scorn.
Leaving me bruised; feeling torn.
And no matter how hard I try..
I'll always be "That one girl"

The girl who always cries.

No one thought to tell me,
So I just never knew,
But boys aren't supposed to look at each
other,
The way I looked at you.

finally...
peace,
I can take a deep breath
and not taste metal on my tongue,
I can hear the soft sound of motors in the
distance not accompanied by
the panicky flutter of my heartbeat.
I'm aware of everything from my
toes and up.
This is a rare moment,
I take it in, feel the breeze,
look along the endless horizon,
and breathe.
For a moment I'm okay.

Sometimes I feel...
Alone,
Very, very alone.
Everyone feels this way though, right?

Maybe I'm okay, maybe happiness is...
Effortless.

People get sad and feel so alone.
Life gets better,
Everyone says it does
Anyway.
So I'm probably fine.
Emptiness is underrated.

The future,
A thing that once was so
distant and unknown,
Is now almost crystal,
And the people I thought
I'd spend forever with,
Are nowhere to be found.

You don't believe in heaven,
But you know that there's a hell.
You claim to never fall in love,
But we know you might as well.