I know you're not mine,
But I can't help feeling jealous, you know?

The world outside my home is an ugly place.
People call me names
People bully me
People just hate me
And I don't know why.
What did I ever do to them that made them
feel such hate towards me?

Some days I come home with bruises on my knees
Or just simply with tears running down my face.
As much as I didn't want to face the horrors
that awaited me outside each day, I still did.

And now, each time I look at my scars from the past,
It reminds me of the brave and invincible person I am
today.

He is so beautiful
I think he came right out of a painting from an art museum

He is so beautiful
I think he is an actual angel who fell from heaven

He is so beautiful

So beautiful I can't find greater words to describe him, because these aren't enough

Your hand fits perfectly on the curve of my hip,
My hand fits perfectly on your shoulder blade,
And both of our hands perfectly fit together, intertwined with love...

And now we shall dance the night away, and
Forget about the w
                                o
                                  r
                         ­            l
                                        d... ❤️

I love you
I don't need you
My heart can't seem to decide
My mind can't seem abide to one side
Love is a confusing, devastating, beautiful ride

For you I'd sail the seas.
Each night when I see the stars it
Reminds me that our love will be infinite like them.
Never will I leave you, I will
Always stay by your side
No matter what happens.
Don't you know how much I love you? No?
Oh, well you have no idea.

Pretending like I don't have feelings...

Hurts more.

Lonely is the night, but my mind very occupied
Busy with the thoughts of you swirling in my head
Then a wave of you hits me, I think I might be dead
Then I realize that I'm alive and the shore to salvation is just ahead...

But somehow I change my mind and let myself drown
And in the sea, I'm drifting deeper down...

'It is in finding yourself that you will be able to find joy in this world...'*

But how can I ever find myself when I've been left in maze without a compass or map?

Stuck in my own misery
The twists and turns never seem to end
I can't find my way out of this labyrinth of sadness

Oh, why do we keep thinking  
About those who did us wrong?
Why do we still want them in our lives?

Just thinking of you makes my heart pound
For you it skips a beat
When I'm with you I feel safe and sound
And at night of you I dream
I hear my heart's loud thumping in my ears
You're always on my mind
The thought of you being away brings me to tears
I think about you all the time.
Sad thing is that you don't like me
And I think that maybe it's okay
I know that forgetting is not easy
But maybe the sun shines brighter the next day.

"Oh, did he break your heart?"*

More like I broke it.

Mistakes.
Yeah, we're all humans and we're not perfect so they're normal
But thing is I keep making them every single time.
It's like someone telling you to not go through this certain path because there's a hole, and you see the hole and you assure them that you won't, but that's the first thing you do.
You then get out of the hole, but you keep going through that same path again.
And that's me. I keep going through that path and falling and getting out, falling and getting out, until one day I'll  fall again and won't be able to climb back out.

You may see the bright
In my eyes, but the truth is
I feel dead inside.

"You should tell him how you feel. If you really want him that badly, you should. If you don't, it means you never really wanted him."

*"Okay... But how can I tell him if I always get **** nervous when I'm around him? How can I tell him if the words are always stuck in my throat?"

All those memories of you are being washed away
But sooner or later they find their way back to shore.

"You deserve more than him," they said.

"There's someone better for you," they said.

But, what if that 'someone better' never comes
And he's the best that I'll ever have?

When people ask, "What do you fear most?"
Some may say the darkness, spiders....
But all I say is forgetting.

I'm afraid that we'll forget the ones who have made such difference in our lives,
That we'll forget those who were always there for us when we needed them the most.

I'm afraid we'll sooner or later become strangers to one another once again; That we won't remember each other's  faces, each other's names,
That we'll just be another face in the crowd.

I'm afraid that we will forget the reasons why we still chose to live.
I'm afraid that we will forget all those good and bad memories, 
Because those experiences made us who we are today.

And I think that's just what I fear the most: forgetting.

Chances can be gone
In an instant but regret
Can last *forever.

That                                  Smile
   Of                ­                Yours
      ..                               ..
            It                      Is
                    Perfect.

I have walked a long way, have made a long journey
At the beginning of my voyage there was a smooth road ahead of me
I thought that this was going to be easy
But oh, how wrong was I.
Later boulders and rocks made me fall and scrape my knees
I began to bleed
But I got up and said I was going to complete this journey.
Later I encountered rainstorms that left me damp
Earthquakes that shook the whole world around me
Wild fires that left me burnt
Blizzards that left me freezing
And hurricanes that desroyed everything
And again I fell, but I couldn't let it stop me
Then a mounatin came into view
And I started to climb
I fell once, I fell again, and I thought I was going to die
But I decided to give it one more try
And finally I made it to the top and saw the sunrise
But I looked ahead and saw that this journey wasn't done just yet...
I looked at my scars from the past and remembered what I've completed and what brought me to today
So I put a smile on my face and continued, because I knew I was going to be okay.

A broken heart is so hard to fix.
Even if it is repaired,
The crack will still be there.

Am I suffering from my own imagination
Or am I suffering from actual reality?

I can't distinguish the differences anymore.

"Leave him. You're gonna go crazy."

**"I'm already insane."