"I'm a tough nut to crack.
Nothing can break me."
Is what I used to say.
Before they got into my head
And led me astray.

I'm as fragile as glass
                And I've already shattered.
                                           I'm as fragile as grass
                                                           ­ And as bruised and battered.

                    You can't break me because I'm already broken.

Look through her eyes.
What do you see?
Do you see her burn,
In her memories?

Look through her eyes.
Watch her sleep.
She knows where we are.
And she knows about me.

Look through her eyes.
And fake a smile so sweet.
But remember what she did.
When they both swapped bodies.

Look through her eyes.
Do you see the fear?
Do you see him coming?
He's ever so near.

Look through her eyes.
Look through her dreams.
Find the second door,
Before he kills me.

I was caught off guard
I never saw it coming
Why is this so hard?
Why am I still running?

I keep running
But my problems don't disappear
I'm even more scared
I have more to fear

I'm so tired
I've been running for too long
Do I fight back?
Or should I just stop?

I'm still running, but it doesn't solve things.
It just makes them worse.

I don't run.
I disappear.
When I do,
You won't see me for a while.

Bitter cries, loud sobs
Faded tears, make it stop

Bitter taste, salted cheeks
Sweet lips, let me be

Bittersweet, open wounds
Lost fears, in empty rooms

Bitter cries, bitter taste,
Bittersweet, it’s all fake

Bitter cries, bitter cries
Please just leave with all your lies

Bitter taste, bitter taste
I want you gone, but I miss your grace

Bittersweet, bittersweet
Without you here, I feel incomplete

Bitter cries, bitter taste
Bittersweet, my heart’s encased

No one can get in.
Nothing can get out.
My mind is a closed door.
It's all locked in.

i just don't feel like smiling
but i can be nice
sometimes
it's august
used to be july
stating the obvious
isn't a crime
neither is smiling
once in a while
take a look
inside my mind
you'll see how
august
turns to july

There is a time you realize
That you only called someone your friend
Because you saw them five days a week.

Friendship shouldn't be based on frequency.
It should be based on understanding.

I don't know what's wrong with me.
But I just got so angry. Frustrated.
I wanted to yell.
I didn't. There were people around.
I was cutting an apple, peeling the skin off.
It was bright red
And it was glistening under the light.
I had the knife in my hand
And for a second - no it was more than just one second -
I wanted to throw it.
And I wanted it to hurt.
And I wanted to see the glistening again.
But I don't know who I was aiming for.
Them,
me
or the apple.

Down                                                                 I trusted you, but -
          D                                                               You promised me, but -
               O
                   W                    I fall from the sky, and -
                        N                You let me fall, and -
                          down
                                 DON'T                                 I didn't jump, and -
                                      L                              You pushed me over, but-
                                       E
                                       T                     I'm disappointed, but -
                                         ME              You're disappointing, and -
                                               d
                                                  o
                                                     w
                                                         n
You let me down

I can't tell if the stinging in my eyes
Is from my tears
Or from keeping my eyes
Open in the rain
Too long.
Both end up blurring my vision anyway.
I don't mind though.
Because if there is a God,
And he's up there,
Then at least I know
He's as frustrated as I am.
And he deserves to be.

isn't it strange that everyone likes the words that i hate?

You told me to trust myself
But what if I hurt myself?

You told me to have faith,
But what if it's all a game?

You told me it's wrong or right,
But what if that's a lie?

You told me it's one or the other,
But what if it turns out to be neither?

You told me it wouldn't be so hard,
But what if I fall apart?

You told me life was a riddle,
But what if I can't meet you in the middle?

You told me,
But what if
What you told me,
Was just a what if?

Like a melody
On repeat
I hear everything but you

A broken piece
You never need
Maybe I don't want to

A musical whim
One I can't sing
Tell me it's true

I want to know if you're worth it
Tell that you deserve it
Help me believe you

I really want to.

Don't let the bed bugs bite...
Even though they're crawling
All over you.

Don't let the raindrops win...
Even though they're
Surrounding you.

Don't let the windows shine...
Even though they can
Always see you.

Don't let the bed bugs bite...
Because even when you're
Holding your pillow tight...

They still come and snuggle up by your side.

if i get closer
i get scared
that i don't mean
what i say
instead
i pick on the skin
around
my nails.

They do have the best stories.
May not be very bubbly
Or comedic,
But thrilling,
At the least.
Horror
Is
The most fascinating
Genre.

I'm so tired
Of the pressure and stress.
I don't want to do more.
I need to do less.

I'm suffocating,
In my own head.

Castles are only walls
made to look pretty.
Kingdoms can only fall
because they aren't that pretty.
You treasure decorations
over things that
do their job.
Because
they are disposable
and beauty
is not.

Watch me
             Fade away
                       Into nothing.
Fading...
              Fading...
                      ­      Fading...
                                          3, 2, 1...
                                                      Here I go...
                                                           ­             I'm gone.

Blood may be thicker than water
But family isn't always blood
                                                                                And loyalty runs deeper
                                                              - Deeper than the red in your veins

I'm on the wrong side
Of the right side.

I'm stuck on the outside,
Even when I'm inside.

I'm on the bad side
Of the good side.

Out of the bad guys,
I'm the sad type.