Is it wrong that I want him to myself? That I want to lock him in a caged like a rare bird that can fly as high as he wants to? I want him to only be mine. If it was up to me he would never leave my side because I love him. I won't let anyone touch him but me. He will never see the outside world unless I want him to. Hes so kind and warm hearted, lovable, friendly. As soon as I found him I knew what I was in for. I want him to see only me. I don't want anyone's paws to touch this delicate creature...

So what if I enjoy writing while you prefer to party. So what if I like black instead of pink. I am me and me only. You like to dance on guys you don't know while I write with my boyfriend who I love. You say I'm boring. I say that I'm interesting. I'm different from other people. I write poems to describe people liked you. I say these words so others know how much of a liar you are. You aren't trustworthy. So let this be a warning to you all. When people call you something just say so what. So what if I'm silent I'm focusing on how to better myself. So what?

I gave him my heart. He toyed with it.. He just broke it right in front of my face. He treated me like a dog. But I stayed. I let him tear me down bit by bit. I love him though. I could never stop loving him. I accept this pain he gives me. I tell myself he just needs someone to love. I will never give up on him because he is my one and only. I don't care how much it hurts. I will continue to love him. No matter what.

They surround me. They play with my emotions like I'm a puppet. But I go back to them when I can't take the pain from reality. I bow down and beg for them to take it away. They tell me that they will. But they need my heart and soul. I say "If that makes this pain go away." Turns out it didnt help. And now I am forced to go back to them.. I am forced to go back to that place. The place.. The place we call our thoughts.