You say jump
I say how high
You say laugh
I say how loud
You say bleed
I say how much
You say cry
I say how long
You say die
I say how many times

You've got my heart in a viselike grip, and I can't escape.
Worst of all, I don't want to. I should, but I'm hopelessly lost in your eyes. I can't escape.

If I could find a way
To ease your worries
I would take the burden from your back
Take the tears from your eyes
Wipe the sweat from your brow
Heal your wounds
Clean up your blood
I would replace your hurt with love
If give you the stars if I could
The moon and the sun too
I would shower you in love
Until you couldn't remember what hurt was
I would hold the weight of he world for you
If only I could

One day, I hope it gets better
For you, not me
I'd rather have you happy and me be miserable
Than vice versa
Which I know you don't deserve
Because you kicked me to the dirt
And left me for dead
But I hope for you anyway
Because despite all that
I still love you
And always will

That feeling, when you know you failed.

At helping your best friend, or passing a class, being there for someone you care about, or making the right decision.

It's a feeling that beats you from the inside out, leaving you weak and breathless.

It makes you feel like you're a *******, good for nothing.

It makes you question why someone as ****** up as you is even allowed to walk on this earth.

It's he worst feeling in the world, and the worst part is

It
Never
Goes
Away

I wish i could erase all my memories of you
wipe my slate clean
because if i couldnt remember you
id be able to sleep again

Welcome to our society
We accept and love everyone
Come as you are!
Just make sure you dress the way we want you to
And listen to the music we want you to
And act the way we want you to
And think the things we want you to
And live the life we say...
Also, we're going to shove you into a hellhole known as school where we force you to learn things like trigonometry and why Mongols stole people's lands but not things like:
How to pay taxes
Or support your family
Keep from being taken advantage of
Or how to be accepted in a society that only wants a twisted idea of perfection.
And while forcing you to conform to the same thing as everyone else, they will "encourage" individuality.

But like we said, be yourself! We accept all!

I looked in the mirror and trembled at what I saw. The blood running down my wrists and thighs. I look pale and sickly, with bags under my eyes. And my eyes, oh my eyes. The white is turning black, as well as the color. It's either my soul disappearing, or my inner demons taking over. I drop to my knees, black creeping in the edges. I fall to my sides, the ground slick with my blood. I drift into the darkness, ashamed of what I've become. I'm ready to say good-bye.