None of us know each other
None of us want to even try
Or maybe it's just me
And maybe my standards
Are too high

They wouldn't understand
All these strangers down the halls
I sit alone on my bed
And hear giggles through
The walls

And no matter how hard I try
It always comes to this odd end
I have to constantly remind myself
A therapist is not
A friend

Sunday's sermon was interesting.
"God knows all!" He said.
"Trust in the lord, and his word shall be a lamp unto your feet" he yelled.
But see,
this is where I start to doubt
See,
if god knows all,
than why did he create Satan, the "fallen angel"
Tell me.
If god knows all,
than why did he create Adam and Eve,
and see
I get free will and that concept,
but why would he create destruction if he knows what each and every one of us will do?
TELL ME!
Tell me why God loves us to praise him,
doesn't that seem a little conceded?
He wants everyone to bow down,
that sounds like a tyrant to me...
Religion,
what the ****?
You have so many plot holes,
more holes than there are stars.
Religion,
God is the best
so you say
so tell me,
why would he make his son suffer the way he did.
Or,
why not send a daughter?
Is that sexist?
Religion,
tell
me
this.
Why must you take everyone?
Peacefully or not?
Religion,
don't tell me to pray
because if your logic is true,
than god already *knows my prayer

Every time we meet
I feel like I need disinfectant.
Every time we talk,
I feel like I need to talk to the father and ask for redemption.
Every time I see you,
I want to close them shut and never wake up.
You ****** me over too many times before.
You seem to think that you can move me like a *****.
Well,
I'm not your little **** boi
You think you have such power,
***** you're nothing to me
I wish I could find
this thing you made me lose inside.
I wish I could forget
there ever was an us
Because I like it much better
just being alone.
Away from you.
You are infected,
evil,
and a nervous wreck.
Someone needs to get you a life,
lord knows you can't do it on your own.
just talking about you makes me crave lysol.
Look,
I'm sorry to be bashing on you,
but this is necessary
in order to forget
everything you ever were
You call me a ******,
but honey,
I've been called WAY worse.
I've been called your boyfriend.
And that beats any sting you can inflict.
You are the lowest of the low,
Im glad I was able to get away
cuz *****,
I wouldn't wish you upon my greatest enemy.
I seriously need to see a shrink
after you.
You caused me so many problems.
I kept going back.
how could I be so dumb?
Answer
because you made me believe you loved me,
only to drop me like a sack of bricks
I have finally gotten over you.
But the disgust still lingers
I would shake your hand and say goodbye,
*but then I'd need to buy more disinfectant

you tell me you are just like everyone else.
and yeah, maybe you are
You tell me that you aren't the only one to yell.
also true
But what you fail to realize:
1. Most people do not torture their children
you have
2. Most people do not demote existence
you have
3. Most people think that injustice is real
you dont
4. Most people care about their family, and their emotions
you never have
5. Most people care about equality
you do not
6. Most people appreciate what they have
you think people owe you everything
7. Most people know what abuse is
you think everything is justified
8. Most people support their family
you have only brought us down
Look,
I know you can't be perfect.
But you have gone so far down.
You have shown me
how to be better than you.
You swear that when I have children,
I will be "just like you"
However,
my patience is more,
my love is more,
my passion is more.
You have taught me how to be nothing like you.
your own daughter,
says I am better than you.
Well,
maybe so
What you fail to realize:
**I am nothing like you

sometimes
things dont work out
**I hope this is not one of those

My heart was
Addicted to you
You were my
Drug of choice
But my head told me
You were
An illusion
Not a real thing
I absently minded
Rub the scars
You left
On my heart
Feeling again
How much they hurt
Remembering
How they got there
How you carved your words
Through
The bark of my heart
Into the living part of me
I have to believe
You were
A phantom lover
To believe you were
Real
Would hurt
So much more
My heart is addicted to you
I have to quit you
Wondering if
I ever will
Need a 12 step program
For lost loves
Admitting I have
No control over
Loving you
Knowing
I can never have you again
It was too good
Not to hurt

starting over.
A new you
New look,
new attitude
New outlook on life.
Walking down the halls,
head held high.
Until someone comes up,
knocks you down.
****.
See people try so hard.
they just wanna make it.
They wanna stop faking it.
Life gets hard.
Things get ****** up.
Why these things happen,
well I don't know.
Dark fills this place.
All we want to do is start again.
Get a better reputation.
Create a better life.
But people won't let you.