would I make it ?
does he like me ?
would I be successful?
will I make through high school?
why don't they like me ?
why are they looking at me ?
what grade did I get on all my subjects ?
is my family proud of me ?
probably not
will I go to college?
maybe if I don't pass the exam?
why are people so mean?
how can I solve this problem ?
what do I want to be when I get older?
maybe a ..vet...or a construction worker....or maybe a psychologist
am I good enough?
why does god let these things happen?
why do I feel so worthless?
why am I constantly thinking?
why cant I rest ?
why am I thinking about constantly thinking
I cant help to think
because that's all I do
I think about everything
and I don't know why
my mind overflows with questions, thoughts, what ifs and more  
I over think a lot
my mind is overwhelming to the point my brain might collapse or dysfunction
I cant help to think about when will this be over
.....im over thinking to much

she loves him
but shes going insane
trying to drive the sin away
while the temptation is trying to slither into her mind
and ruin her relationship
as she shakes and peals her skin of her fingers with her nail
knowing nobody can here her silent cries
shes on the edge of temptation
shes loves him with all of her heart and soul
but knowing that sin lingers in this world
shes trying to build a  brick wall around her trust
but knowing temptation slithers through the cracks of the wall
to inject the sins into her heart
to poison it with temptation
as she tries to fight them off
the poison makes her weaker and weaker everyday
while her wall is starting to collapse
she starts to cry while she cant push the sin off her
but sin makes her feel relief, safe and loved
as shes falls for the sins scheme
and runs away with sin
knowing she left behind her heart and soul  
her mind runs away with temptation
her lover watches her escape with  tears rolling down his eyes
knowing he felt like he wasn't good enough because
this wouldn't have happened if only he filled in her brick wall with more cement

seeing the pain through your eyes
knowing everything i do doesn't work
i cant help
your emotionally drained
each scar on your body because of the war you faced
and it gave you something to remember
every cut you made
i see a little plant growing out your wound
and its getting bigger and bigger
until it sprouts to a beautiful rose
sometimes a tulip or even a daisy
its sad having to see you suffer
to finally see your beauty force itself out your body
wanting to breathe
wanting to grow
the more it grows
the closer to your death
your body is protecting your garden
little by little
the thorns pricking at your skin to escape
finally the blade took charge to unleash the beauty of those flowers
knowing its best to escape
because your dying
knowing i cant help you
sadly i have to watch your flowers grow
and the worse part about it
some people are watering the plants
and its not even you

the curtains opened
the show started off great
it lasted for a while before it was to late
all the lights flashing on her beautiful face
she was having a great time
but she had to be careful just in case
she showed the talents she can do and she also embraced
she showed the whole world what she can do
but the works that she did it showed the truth
she enjoyed what she did it expressed her true colors
she did an amazing job but sadly the show was over
when the audience clapped and cheered she was uncertain
and before you know it
in the blink of an eye
that's were it was time to close the curtains

that one guy I saw that afternoon
he looked strangely odd
I didn't even bother to introduce myself
but surprisingly he came to me
that first glance
I knew he was the one
not noticing his silver tongue
I fell in love
I gave him everything
I was their for him
I supported him
I loved him
the only thing he had was his silver tongue
he only had his compliments which didn't bother
but he hasn't showed it with action
that day he went to work
I haven't seen him ever since
I only remember the foot steps he left on the muddy ground
so that afternoon I went to the same place to see if he will come back
but he never did
I guess I never loved him
I fell in love with his silver tongue

She called herself fat
I questioned why ?
first of all why do you feel bad about yourself?
she said I just do
well let me tell you
their cant be no other reason besides SOCIETY
because if you think about it
you would of been fine with yourself if it wasn't for someone calling you fat or something
here's 2 examples
Adam and Eve they were both naked and didn't think anything about each other
you didn't hear them saying "oh your fat" or "oh your skinny" NO you didn't
its called acceptance
judgement slipped itself into this world
switch it around maybe if it wasn't ok to be skinny
maybe if being fat was the new trend
people wouldn't see nothing wrong with being fat but they would of saw something wrong with being skinny
when theirs nothing wrong with neither of them
its just society putting labels on people and things
we should love ourselves no matter what
its just these cruel hatred people that want to bring you down
your beautiful no matter what
if you want to be skinny go right ahead but don't let society change you
don't let a guy or a girl change
you don't let NOBODY change you
if you want to change for you, for your health go right a head theirs nothing wrong
with you wanting to improve on yourself but their is something wrong if you letting society change you to be like them, to be the same
the only reason people bring you down is because some people are scared to be themselves because of society
well let me tell you this you have courage if your being yourself
you don't care about what others say
its good to be different then being the same  
one day someone will love you for you
not for you appearances or figure
but for you
before that happens you need to love yourself first
theirs NOTHING wrong with being fat or skinny
REMEMBER THAT
its just society and your mind that makes it seem like their is

Don't call me hot
don't call me ****
don't call me gorgeous
don't call me cute
I don't want to be called that
the proper word is "beautiful"