As you can see,
I've never been a prodigy.
Always unimpressive, apparently.
Stressing is an everday thing.
But you wouldn't care,
You're just so unaware.
Depression has me ensnared,
But you couldn't handle my despair.
So keep your eyes closed.
And I'll do the same.
The things I think about are completely insane,
I wish the good times would never change.
But this isn't my dreamland.
It's a place where I don't want to stand.
Depression is the ocean,
Anxiety is the sand,
And I'm somewhere floating in between it all.

I am not afraid of love.
I am afraid of being hurt beyond repair.

I am afraid of giving my all to one,
Who may not always be there.

I am afraid of losing myself
And never finding my way back.

I am afraid of falling in love--
If you aren't falling back.

Why do we get happy, if in the end we are going to cry?
Why do we love someone, if that person won't even try?
They say we're too young to say our goodbyes,
but what's the point on living if we're just going to die?  
Why do we think so much about what we want to say?
when the person we say it too will hate us the very next day?
They think we're unexpected, even though we're so cliché?
because to them it matters how pretty we are, and how much we weigh...
why do we try so hard to be something we're not?
because the person you're trying for doesn't care a whole lot.
So maybe we should stop living, give the world a change.
put in a little ugly and watch the pain drift away.
So maybe we shouldn't think so much about what we want to say
and maybe stop rushing, have a little delay
we should focus more on breathing instead of living,
we should stop receiving and start a little giving.
stop trying so hard to be something we don't want to be
because all the reasons don't actually impress society.

She's losing hope, she had lost her way
Every path that she takes turns
dark with a shade of grey
It seems like everyone she knew
never stayed, left words unsaid
Her heart just sank to the thought
of how easily she was forgotten
Somehow all the promises they made
meant nothing but to be broken
People who once she knew
were now strangers
Were they the ones who had changed
or was it her who pushed them away?
She's no longer capable of trusting anyone
because the person that she once trusted
betrayed her, she was bitterly gutted
The only person left to trust is herself
but the dark soul inside her
kept on whispering bad things
telling her she's no longer needed
that she's not worth it
and she was just a big mistake instead
Constant battles with her mind every day
the nights were the worst
she was always wide awake
Trying her best to make the thoughts stop
the pain she felt was unbearable no doubt
She was alone, no one to care for her feelings
It's better that she's gone maybe then they will notice
She found a way to make her problems disappear
and on the last day, she said
her goodbyes to the ones she loved
That night sat a broken angel waiting to be rescued
then she said farewell and away she flew

I have heard it said
That the blank page
Is a daring but lonely journey

Some doubt lay grey clouded
Rain enshrouded
The weary words
May not yet come flooding
But I am not afraid

I will not waste the day
In a wasted haze
Instead full blushing
I keep the bile flushing

I try to put most attachments
In their proper place
Death will wait
Or come when beckoned
May even come uncalled
I know it comes for all

Skin will wrinkle
Thoughts may fail me
Inspiration may not avail me
But I do not fear
The potential of the blank page

I may have came uninvited,
but I hope you find solace when I'm gone.
I may have crept up on you,
but I hope you'll remember the times when our eyes met.
I may have cast a bad impression,
but I hope you'll find somebody who'll make a better one.
And now on your special day,
have another year to yourself.
But if I may ask of you a favor,
please forget me,
as I have forgotten you.