And here I am
Screaming at the
Top of my lungs
Praying that someone
Will hear me

People just want someone to listen to what they have to say
They just want someone to lend an ear for five minutes

People don't listen anymore
No matter how hard you try
They just don't listen

People are so naive
They will take
One quick glance at you
And base their feelings
Off of your cover

I have this hollowness
In my chest
No one notices it
Because I am always pretending
To be happy

Outsiders are the ones with the most brilliance

You think you treat people equally

My gender
My ****** orientation
My disability
My problems
My colour of skin
My size
My voice
My place of origin
My clothes
My religion
My past
My mistakes
My label
Shouldn't be the determination of how you treat me

I don't belong in a box
I don't need a label to define
Who I am

One by one they disappear
No one seems to notice
If they were to reappear
Would you
Notice?

When you're not around is when I feel homesick, because my house was no longer my home - you were.

Life can get pretty crazy at times. It can be hectic, confusing, stressful, and that's on a good day. Life can be full of happiness and full of sadness. One moment you're on top of the world and nothing can go wrong. The next, it feels as if nothing will ever be right again. I guess it depends where you are right now on your ride through life whether you smile when you read this or fight back tears.

Some nerve you have,
To break up my lonely,
And tell me you want me.
How dare you march into my heart,
Oh how rude of you,
To ruin my miserable,
And tell me I'm beautiful,
Because I wasn't looking for love,

Nobody asked you to get me attached to you.
In fact you tricked me,
And I wasn't trying to fall in love,
But girl you pushed me.
So all that I'm asking,
Is that you handle me with caution,
Because I don't give myself often,
But I guess I'll try today,

Because I've had my heart,
Broken before,
And I promised that I would never let me hurt anymore.
But I tore down my walls,
And made room for one,
So baby I'm yours.

I wasn't trying to melt this heart of iron,
But the way you hold me,
Makes the old me pass away.
I would be lying,
If I said I wasn't scared to fall again,
But if you promise me you'll catch me,
Then it's okay

Because I've had my heart,
Broken before,
And I promised that I would never let me hurt anymore.
But I tore down my walls,
And made room for one,
So baby I'm yours.

I'm mad at you

You're too emotionless.
I'm emotional.
Together, we're human.

Broken hearts do the most writing.

And after all this time-
I finally understood
Why you never said goodbye.

A piece of my heart is gone.
You carry it around with you
And only when you are with me
Do I feel whole again.

When you were in need,
And worried,
I was there,

When you were lost,
And you were thrown into the frost,
I was there,

When you needed me the most,
I was there,
But you were not,

When I thought I was alone,
And I was not known,
You were here,

When I was in war with my mind,
And I was fighting blind,
You were here,

When I needed you the most though,
For some reason,
You did not show,

I wonder some days,
If I had pushed you away,
Or if I had scared you not to stay,

It is unclear,
And I fear,
Why you were not here,

You want to know my opinion on judging?
Are you sure?
You asked
So don't stop me.
Judging is dumb.
Everyone knows it.
It tears everyone down.
What right does anyone have to judge?
No one has the right to.
We've all messed up at one point.
Lied,
Cheated,
Said something we wish we could take back.
Admit it.
You've done it too.
What if I read you a story,
Starting: “Once Upon A Time”.
And you realized that it was your life,
Spelled out on every line,
Would you hear my voice with wonder,
As it brushed across each word,
And pray my arms had the strength to hold,
The truth about your world,
Would your view on life be different,
And would it shock you the most to find,
That the things you thought defined you,
Could be summed up in just two lines,
And all the ones you took for granted,
The ins and outs of every day,
Play a bigger part in who you are,
Than you'd ever dared to say,
Would you wonder at the pages left,
And all the pages that they'll lead,
Then vow to make each moment,
One that you'd be proud to read,
Because there is a story of your life,
But it's you that holds the pen,
And I hope you fill the pages right,
Before you reach the end.

I thought I could be productive,
And mask my emotions with a smile on my face.
The truth is that I collapsed inside
And my accordion lungs gasped for air,
While I drowned in my own tears.

May our love be modern enough to survive the times,
but old fashioned enough to last forever.

Sometimes I just look at you and smile,
Because I see glimmers of the future in your eyes...
And my god I've never looked happier.

Time changes everything - it creates ruin out of beauty over and over until the two become so intertwined one cannot tell them a part.

Her heart was full of bookmarks
From those who had once loved her pages,
But not enough to finish what they had started.

I wish I could show you,
When you are lonely or in the darkness,
The astonishing light of your own being.