Why don't you never see me cry
just because you don't see tears in my face
doesn't mean I didn't cry
as this body is a shell of my true form

i cried in the bathroom stall
in the cafeteria
in the park
in my house
I cried elsewhere
except in front of you
and when you stare into my eyes in a casually way
I cry again
as you again do not understand me
But it doesn't matter as you won't see

I wanted to cry you a river.
                                                          ­                                But then I remembered
                                                      ­                                  you're a good swimmer.

"recklessness" does not mean throwing yourself in front of a bus nor does it describe how i feel about you.
how your aura says stop, like the red light i never should've ran
you were once my princess to protect now youre a scratch on my shining armor that refuses to buff, yet id still climb to the top of the highest tower to watch your chest rest and fall in rythmatic sleep, step by step, round and round, losing my breathe in the anticlimatic atmosphere hoping you still could be found
Walt disney once said "the more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique" well tinkerbell never left peter, nor did belle leave the beast, so whats makes you think you can leave me
we're not ken and barbie, this is real life, with real thoughts and real people, leave the plastic realm behind, face your problems
you were always best a throwing phones and slamming doors, i never thought i'd be locked on the other side while everything crashed into bits and pieces, like my heart
you tied my heart to an anchor now im drowning in false childhood memories.
MY HEAD WAS A HOT AIR BALLOON THAT YOU FILLED WITH DECEITS , MY MIND WAS A KITE YOU CUT WITH YOUR WHIPLIKE SHARP TONGUE TELLING ME YOUD ALWAYS BE HERE
YOURE NOT MUCH OF A ROLE MODEL, THE ONLY THING YOU EVER TAUGHT ME WAS HOW TO GIVE IN AND WALK OUT BUT ******* IT I LOVE YOU ANYWAY
I MISS YOU LIKE THE SNOW MISSES THE SUN ON A COLD WINTERS DAY AND HOW THE BEACH LOVES THE SALTY OASIS AND I SWEAR THERE WILL COME A DAY THAT YOU WILL COME BACK TO ME BECAUSE WE'RE TWO ******* HALVES OF THE SAME SOUL