every morning
betwixt and between
will they fill my place
with someone else
or am I given one more day?

go to school
I see my friends,
walking over to them
I know what they're thinking

there he comes again
such a loser
why do we bother?
**** him, I hate him
let's freeze him out

but when I get there
they're always smiles and chuckles
always cracking jokes
at the poor disabled kid
and I'm laughing with them.

When you need a friend's help,
Do not fret.
Do not fear.
Your best and only friend is near.
Trust only them.
Turn around and face Her-
The one who understands you best.
Turn around and look in the mirror-
Where only your face appears.
Because everyone else made a mess.

I am stuck.
Been reaching towards the world forever but they laugh, "What a schmuck."
How did we all end up here?
Staring in the mirror like it has answers, alone in my house of Dies Drear.
I got better, but then I got worse.
Fixating on things that mean nothing, "Why that dude drive a hearse?"
Why do I feel so rehearsed?
Why does this feel like the same verse?
Because I am not even my self when I am at my worst.

I keep praying for better answers,
Keep praying that I find someone else to fall in love with, bad track record with cancers.
I keep praying he'll actually call.
Ten days past and more and more I feel like I'm being waterboarded under a waterfall.
I have no reason at all,
As to why I should wait around, must be the impending scent of fall.

You are just, Shalinie. And that is how you must stay, I like you that way, at any time of the day. I'm sure plenty of people would like you for you, if only they would stop for a second or two. They would see that you're quirky and oh so bright. That everyday, you turn on the light. My days may be dark, but then you come, and glow and shine. You are so bright, you can make me go blind. Everyday you bring me happiness and joy, but others can't seem to admire, enjoy. You are my best friend and a huge part of my life. I may be dull, but you sharpen me like a knife.

Broken heart, long suffering, nothing is going to stop me.
For its not my life that matters, but the lost and hurting.
Once we accept that we were born to be servants to others.
Then we will not allow our sufferings get the best of us.
This life is short compare to the next one which is eternal.
So our mind-set needs to change, we need to reach the lost.
For we want the whole world to find their salvation too.
To end up in heaven with us, enjoying our relationship with God.