She feels invisible
Full of insecurities, of doubts
No matter how much she reminds herself
That's she's not worth the struggle
She's still tired of people and their nonsense
People talk and gossip
Refusing to understand why
She's invisible
People laugh and enjoy life
Why can't she?
The capability of being noticed
It makes her envious
Living seems impossible
Being forced to live this "normality"
What's wrong with being different?
She's invisible
People scared of homosexuals, suicides, and "freaks"
Nothing's wrong with them
People feel unwanted-she feels unwanted
Undecided, under appreciated, never understood
Being afraid to even show her true self
She's invisible
Praying to be loved
She's hidden
Hiding who she is from fear
Making those beautiful artworks in her room
Her arms being her canvases
Sitting, thinking in the shower for ages
Always guilty for no reason
She's invisible

i feel for you, i really do but sometimes i need you to feel for me too

Butterflies fly through her hair
Carrying letters from the sky
Pretty language let the stars compete
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The city is burning
Every street and every block
The city is burning
Yet nothing will stop

I see the fire
It burns my skin
And every breath I take just inhales more smoke

Does no one seem to notice,
The world around me burning?
The scars on my flaming skin?

The world is so blind
To the pain the fire can cause
And no one cares to notice at all.

The city is burning
I go up in flames
The city is burning
But everything is still the same

Death
Such a funny concept
The people who say they would take their own lives if you took yours
Almost to quickly
Most you know are fibs
Others may be true
You ponder about death
So many times a day
Almost a routine.
You scare the person who loves you the most
And you do it again

Clutching onto yourself
Shaking violently in the shower
A simple thought
It was just a simple thought
Only one persons words could ever calm your soul
But your hands are to afraid to reach out
Because as a child if we reached out at the wrong time
A slap would correct our behavior

But they are worried about you
They care
You are to scared to bother them
But the simple words still mean you're alive

Death is almost funny
To you and me it's almost like a game
A topic that can bring tears
And still strikes it's pain
I saw you cry that day
As my thoughts were racing on
You know I've never tried it
So why did you think it was so wrong?
I held you close and tight
And made sure everything was alright

You make them promise to stay
When even you can't promise the same.