You are my ex-boyfriend. You fell out of love with me and into her arms, but when she smashed you against the pavement, I put you back together. Best friends forever. But still I wonder, is this really it for us? We stare into each others eyes and I can't help but feel something is incomplete. We have both gone on to see other people. I wish us both every happiness and all the luck in the world with out partners. But when I'm staring into your eyes, all I feel is that there's something I missed.

Whether it's as a lover, a friend or a colleague, I can't live without you! 4

And now you're telling me that you aren't going to marry her any longer. You're actually saying that you want to run away with me now that you're done playing house with her, and I have to remind myself every day that you're a liar, just so that I don't get my hopes up.

I find it very strange
how we are all made
from the same elements
formed out of stardust
shaped bones covered in skin
so how come
some girls are pretty

And I'm not

I'm sorry I hurt you

to make you feel better

I made myself bleed

so maybe I can see

The pain I gave you

and maybe i can change me

When I was a kid I loved stories
I used to run home from school
to hear my mom tell them to me
just to run back and share the news with my fellow classmates the next day

When I was a kid
I used to throw rocks and pebbles at trees and rocks
Into lakes and logs
just to prove i could make it

When I was a kid
I was special
not because of something i did
but because I believed I was

Now that i am older I hate stories
because all they are are cruel reminders that my life will never be that perfect
cruel reminders that i will never have a right mind
cruel reminders that i am the monster in the story
and the heroes never try to save me from myself

Now that i am older I don't throw rocks
Because no matter how hard i throw
how amazing i can aim
there will always be that one target i cant hit
that one place i always miss
and if that place always exists
what is the point of trying

Now that I am older
I am nothing
Not because i dont have talent or gifts
But because I believe I am

How was school?

My mind starts racing
looking for wrids
horrible
loney depreesing
disheartning
painful
hateble
Embarssing
A costume party

Yet all I say is good

My name is chloe
but you can call me liz

I changed my name becasue chloe
isnt the girl you thought she is
you see chloe
was a diffrent me
kept everything bottlede up so no one will see

that is why i want to change my name from chloe
no one understands liz
but that is because seh's not fake
no one cares about liz
because she pushes the people she loves away
liz isnt suicidal
because liz doesnt care

liz is who i am now
but chloe will always be there