If you wanna get by,
Get high,

Don't sigh,
Just flyyyyyyyy,

If you wanna fly high,
Say goodbye to the lie,

Don't over achieve,
Just leave,

You won't come back,
After crack!!!!

In our world of innocence and light,
We live amongst demons and sinners,
In our world of silence and comfortableness',
We have lost, and they become winners,

But we are the beautiful creatures,
The timeless souls of verse,
We can nourish and feed ourselves,
In our script we self immerse,

We can make all the bad disappear,
And write of a life surreal,
But alas our open hearts fail us,
For every word, we feel,

But we are the beautiful creatures,
We bring life where there is none,
We can word away from the demons,
And the sinners? Well there is only one.

You've seen me at my worst,
You've seen me at my best,
You've seen me dolled up to the nine's,
You've seen me in my vest,

You've seen me in the summer,
The Winter and the Fall,
But the Spring brings out the best of me,
The time when I bare all,

You've seen me laying on the floor,
So drunk that i could die,
You've seen me sick and out of sorts,
You've seem me when I'm high,

You've seen me cry my eyes out,
And be angry as could be,
You've seen me swear and curse you all,
I can't help it, it's just me.

I sit here, alone, alone, again,
Looking for a someone who i call friend,
But as hard as i try, I cannot find,
One single friend, in my lonely mind,

I have a dozen, maybe more,
None of them knock on my door,
Or call, or text, to ask of me,
If i'm ok..... but I'm not you see,

I don't want their pity or selfless cheer,
I just want to know that they are near,
Maybe a hug, if that's ok,
and for them to tell me it will all go away,

But again, I'm alone, alone, you see,
People think i'm fine when they look at me,
But deep in my heart there is a void,
And people around me get annoyed,

Snap out of it they shout at me,
Get yourself out, there's a world to see,
Pull yourself together, and break a smile,
And i try, I do!, for a little while,

Stop all this crying and feeling so sad,
I'm trying, I say, but I feel so bad,
Go to the doctor, make an appeal,
I don't want to face him, I can self heal,

But I know I can't, it's got me so deep,
I stare at the walls and I cannot sleep,
I want to feel "normal", again, yes I do,
Please god help me, help me feel new,

Where do I go for someone to care,
What's in my mind shouldn't be there,
My brain is reeling from guilt and unrest,
I think to myself, Is this a test?,

I really need comfort and soothing of soul,
To get back to "normal" is my only goal,
I feel such shame, and I don't know why,
As I write this is begin to cry,

Tears of loneliness, my only friend,
I can rely on them, again and again,
All's it takes is a word or two,
From you my friends, yes you, yes YOU,

A simple word, can give me hope,
A loving hug, would help me cope,
You could take away a little fear,
Just by letting me know, your here.

I'm just tryna get on,
Don't ask for much,
As much I have,
With good family and friends,
I don't do to bad,
But there's a feeling of emptiness deep inside,
I'm keepin it quiet, but inside I've died,
I don't like to share the failure I feel,
For a glimpse of hope, I would beg, borrow, steal,
Tears keep rolling from my blue blue eyes,
I'm keepin it quiet, but I've died inside,
All feelings have left me, alone, that I am,
I scavenge my soul for a glimmer that can,
Revive me, alive me, awaken my mind,
Give me the passion I need to survive,
I don't like this feeling me dying inside,
So what do I do? I ask every day,
Crawl on the floor, give in and lay,
On this bed of self pity and worthless intent,
I wasn't born for this, it's not meant,
I reach in the darkness with my very last fight,
And a miracle, it seems, a flicker of light,
A low golden twinkle and gentle appeal,
My heart beat gets stronger, my feelings.... I feel,
This is all I need, I did not realise,
My reason for living is in my childs eyes.
How selfish and cruel when my feelings re root,
The depression subsides, time for the boot,
I must start again, my eyes cry once more,
My soul has a warmth, I have felt before,
So I pick myself up again from the hollow,
And I pray that these thoughts will not dare to follow,
Because,
I have a gentle soul and at times very weak,
But I find when I write I don't have to speak,
And this is my prompt, my will to survive,
I didn't like that feeling of dying inside.

I fell of the top of the world today,
It was a great height,
I tumbled to the ground,
With a thud,
I knew I would,
I could of held on if i tried,
But you lied, I cried, we died,
I fell of the top of the world today,
It was beautiful up there,
I never had a care,
In the world,
I had flowers,
Icicle showers,
Magic powers,
And you.....
It was all so clear,
No fear,
No dread,
As i lay in a bed,
Of clouds and shrouds of sunlight,
I was hidden,
I was sane,
Till you brought the rain,
And caused me pain,
So i will say it again,
I fell of the top of the world today.

Nothing hurts more than the pain of asking for help,
Nothing hurts more than the cry within your soul,
Nothing hurts more than the shame of asking for food,
And to feel normal,

Nothing scars more than the jeers of the satisfied,
Nothing scars more than their look of disgust,
Nothing scars more than the shame of asking for food,
In this day and age,

Nothing pains more. than me, as a parent. not providing,
Nothing pains more than me letting them down,
Nothing pains more than the shame of asking for food,
In this life I live,

Nothing kills me more than being ashamed of the now,
Nothing kills the anguish i feel everyday,
Nothing kills more than the shame of asking for food,
Today...........