Do you think it's too late for me?
I mean, am I doomed to be
The person that I am?
It's not too late for me
Is it?

I need you to tell me
That it's not too late
I need you to tell me
That I'm a good person

I know I can be selfish
And narcissistic
And self destructive but
Deep down, underneath all of that
I'm a good person

And I just need you to tell me
That I'm good

telling me not to cry
to wipe away my tears
is asking me at an interview
to hide amoung the fears

it's scary and daunting
and awful to presume
that i would be fine
i would be the same as you

because you and i are different
two people, two souls beside
standing next to each other
standing eye to eye

regardless i will sob my heart
out onto the floor
asking someone else
what is life good for?

don't hark at me and laugh
telling me i'm a child
i am in fact much like you
stupid, dumb and wild

this year has been the worst
and as it sinks down lower
i often wonder to myself
is this year getting slower?

i feel if it were different
or said in another way
i would just be as sad
tomorrow and today

so don't tell me not to cry
not to emote in any way
because i am as sad as i always am
yesterday, tomorrow and today

im over it.
please stop haunting my mind.

when im happy.
when im sad.
when im angry.
when im feeling.

please stop.
when im trying to sleep
after a long day, week, month.

you appear yet arent here.
so please go away.
and stay away.

- i miss you and i hate it

The feeling of inspiration
To write for someone,

Your Someone,

Is a powerful thing.

Let me hug you.
Let me console you.
Let me take care of you.

"Are you in pain?"

I’m stuck
I’m trapped
Someone come save me
They won’t let me out
I wish they would erase me
I’m so unhappy
Unhealthy
I’m stuck
I’m so alone
Someone please keep me company