My book stayed empty As my pen starts to dry Not sure where to begin Nor how to start The thoughts in her head keeps accumulating inside Not wanting to be written But wanting to be heard.
To those i used to talk to Thank you for being a part of my life For leaving me Mistreating me Hurting me And making me cry. It made me realise where i stand in your life. And how much i deserve to be happy To do me. And not you. Thank you for leaving
Do you ever just sit there and realize that you mean nothing to anyone you start feeling lost, alone, unloved, and truly unwanted. But there's nothing you can do about it. So you just bury it inside of yourself
What a pity She had a pretty smile so pure that it enlightens others But she's been hurt far too many times that she fakes a smile A hidden smile Covered by layers of paint Unable to be scraped off
Shes Drowning in the sea Hoping to emerge from it However she's chained up Unable to proceed Unable to safe herself
During her darkest day He appeared before her eyes Glowing so brightly Overcoming the darkness And that moment She knew he's the one That will make her life Bright once again
I'm sorry im not pretty enough to be the one you admire I'm sorry for not being feminine enough to be called cute I'm sorry for not being the one you look forward to texting I'm sorry for being annoying when i kept asking you how your day went I'm sorry for not being the one you like Im sorry for loving you