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 Feb 2014 Bryce Darby
Whitney B
You claim that you love me
Say it all day
But when it comes to showing it
You seem to go astray
"She means nothing to me!" You say
"It's all just a lie!"
But what you don't know is
I see the truth in your eyes
Harder and harder
night after night
I'm more and more tempted
to give up my fight
But I'm Whitney, of course
I put my troubles aside
It's my duty to smile
But I'm empty inside.
I'm so caught up in who's prettier than who and who has more friends;
I'm convinced that life is a popularity contest, and it needs to end.

I need to stop caring about how many likes I get on an Instagram picture;
And really start caring about how I see myself and making sure that's pure.

I feel like I need to compete for attention with the people I love most;
We shouldn't need to fight for the spotlight and when we lose feel like ghosts.

We are in the shadow of everyone else's success when we should be recognized for our own strengths;
We all go to the wildest point to make others happy, while going to the longest lengths.

I need to realize that I have a family and true friends who love me for me;
And I don't need 100 likes on a picture to tell me how I should be.
Everyone should take a step back and realize that people love you for who you are and what you achieve, it doesn't matter how popular or unpopular you are; all that matters is that if you're happy with yourself that's all that matters.
 Jul 2013 Bryce Darby
ME
I shy away from the ridiculous
I take another form
One more serious
I despise the closed eyes
Laughing while others cry
A typical way of ignoring the distant
I am not opposed to happiness or joy
I am opposed to actions that work against the freedoms we enjoy
The unappreciative mentality of ‘don’t live there, don’t care”
While we donate once a year, post it on facebook and say:
“Look at me, here, here, here”
We donate a day of our lives every year
To remove our guilt
for a two hour show on tv
That we don’t watch to watch anyway
Pathetic
That’s what I say!
Do I mean anything to you anymore?;
I mean yeah we still talk occasionally but I feel like I'm being pushed out the door.

Is our friendship existent anymore?;
It's changed ever since I was replaced but I can't tell you that because your heart will be tored.

Are we the same as we used to be anymore?;
I feel like I'm not good enough for you and that I just make you feel bored.

How much closer or farther can we grow anymore?;
Just thinking of a life without you makes me feel poor.

I don't want to feel like this anymore!!;
But I can't help how you act in your new life, I'm just alone here feeling sad and sore.
Sometimes things happen to you in life that you can't control and you have to look past, no matter how hard it may be to put on a smile and try not to care you just have to do it. I understand how hard it can be to feel like you are becoming distant from a close friend but you just have to deal with what life throws at you.
I see the brightness of your smile on my darkest day.
I smell the sweet scent of your memories from miles away.
And on my luckiest days, I can taste the air you breathe.
Not a day goes by where you fail to dominate my thoughts..

I rub your smooth skin in my sleep.
I kiss your soft lips in my dreams.
I indulge myself in you...all of you, in what seems to be my happy ending.
Not a night goes by where you fail to command my mind...

Every step I take and every move I make revolves around you.
Every moment that goes by, I'm reminded of your warm embrace.

Your delicate touch and your gentle kisses are missed more and more each day,
And with each sunrise and sunset, they become that much harder to wash away...

To you what we had seems to be faded, meaningless and rotten.
But the imprint you've left on my soul will never be forgotten..
You sure have a way with moisture.
Your ability to make me cry
From my eyes, from my lips
From my heart, from my hips
Never ceases to amaze me.
As the rain commences outside of my window,
You create a storm inside my bed.
And as you hold me tightly afterward,
You create a storm in my head.
Where the thunder triggers passion,
And the lightning strikes down doubt,
Where the hail inflicts pain,
And where no umbrella can help.
In a puddle somewhere near,
There’s a reflection of us two.
And with every sweet rain drop,
I lose a piece of you.
Caramel apple, lemon lime
As sweet as it was, we committed a crime
We were as one, but only in my mind
Beautiful sinner, with a love so divine
Vivid memories of our better times
Roam my every thought. By love I was blind
Guilt mixed with distance created the signs
Of our inevitable and painfully heartbreaking decline
You were the right person, just at the wrong time
Presented with a plank, we walked that straight line
We sank together slowly, your hand in mine
Yet as I drowned in sorrow, you made it out just fine
I want to be like water.
Light enough to slip through finger tips,
And strong enough to hold up a ship.

I want to be like the clouds.
Thin enough to evaporate into air,
And thick enough to block out
All the light from the sun.

I want to be like air.
Simple enough to be taken for granted,
And powerful enough
To determine your life
Or your death.
I have been mistaken until this point.
Music did not save my life,
But
Music gave me the streghth
And the power,
To help me save my own life.
And that is the beauty of it.
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