If I saw him loving someone else,  
Would I still love him?  
I’d say no  
but the truth? It’s hidden deep within.  

I’d tell myself I’m better off,  
That it’s his loss, not mine,  
But my heart would still ache,  
As if I were stuck in time.  

I’d smile and pretend to be fine,  
Act like it doesn’t hurt,  
But inside, a storm would rage,  
As I’d watch him love her  
and feel the weight of every word.  

Would I still love him?  
I can’t lie, I know I would.  
But I’d let him go,  
For the sake of what I should.

It’s hurts when you love someone with your entire being not knowing if they feel the same way
When the thoughts you have get so heavy, that you only want them to relieve the pressure
When the day and nights seem so gloomy, you only yearn for their touch
When you look around, their presence is nowhere to be found
Even when you see them, physically, right in front of you, laying right next to you
Am I really here alone
Am I dreaming that I see you
Are you a figure of my imagination
Or are you just not in as deep as I am
The brain of an over thinker

Where do we go when we all fall asleep,
a different universe? one-way cosmic trip?
It's deep in our minds it runs throguh our veins,
yet once fully woke up, oh nothing remains.
And God, how I wish I could harvest this dream,
escape from reality and perish unseen.
But everything good alweys comes to an end,
and even a dream can becoma a torment.

to be loved is to be consumed,
you give your whole
entire
person
to another soul
you become fully captivated by them
no matter what they do
you will always remain theirs
your heart only beating for one other
you take the risk
and the reward.

I'm a teenager. I get mad at my parents. I like to get into trouble. I'm obsessed with technology. I don't know how to sit down and have a conversation with another human. I don't know how to have feelings.

I'm a teenager. I like to do drugs. I want to go to jail. I want to mess my life up.

I'm a teenager. I'm supposed to be prefect. I have to be happy, get good grades, and be popular. I'm supposed to be the best, but I'm not.

I'm a teenager. I can't be good. I'm built into a hating machine.

I'm a teenager. I should be able to be what I want, love who I love, but I can't. I have to have permission to be human.

I'm a teenager.
I can sit and talk.
I can be happy.
I can love.
I can be human.

It's hard to be right when you're not the one saying what's wrong

I'm a human, but I'm only a teenager.

I look at you with lust and love
and I don’t know what to think
it feels so wrong…
yet so right
to feel these feelings on felt

I look at you and every part of my body
pulses
warms
and grows tender to touch

I watch you and wonder ‘what would we be like together’
‘how great would we be together

I love everything you do
the way your clothes cling to your body
the way you lick your lips after you –
finish eating
the way you smile
just simply the way you are

I wish and hope you know my name
to hear you say it would be *******
when you look at me I blush and turn away

Oh how I love
Oh how I’m in love with you

if only you felt the same
if only you loved a girl
if only you loved this girl