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Why Nov 2016
My eyes are open,
I can see.
I can feel the soft pillow beneath my face.
I can see my yellow wall before me.
I'm lying down,
Scared to move,
It's been like this for a while.
Everyday a reason,
Not to do something,
Go somewhere,
Eat something.
I'm getting better,
But nothing will stop my black hole.
Why Feb 2015
Things are not always as they seem.
That crooked smile on my face means something more than psychotic.
I'm not mad, if you were wondering.
I'm simply just...inventive.
Things just go my way...
or they really hit the highway.
I'm talking world conquest.
Why Nov 2014
If.
If only we would put down the gadgets,
That's when we would find
that even we were blind.
Blind to the girl that was abused,
Blind to the boy who harmed himself.
Just when it was too late
did we realize how much we create?
The boy was bullied by people who knew.
The girl never felt good enough.
If only the gadgets were used to help
instead of destroy.
Only then will we know joy.
But it is already too late.
For it was already made into fate.
The people who can't keep words in their mouths
They are the ones that cause the worst.
Why Jul 2014
I'm always told by the voices in my head
You are worthless
I slowly fall into the darkness
You are hated
The voice hates me
Just like everyone else
The voice doesn't control me though
Yes I do
And so I hear it fade
I'm put back on my feet,
And I find it much better.
Why Jul 2014
You can see the magic happen,
In every little way,
From when she makes Olaf,
To when they are skating.

When you smile because of Olaf,
When you start to hate Prince Hans,
When Kristoff and Anna kiss,
When Sven acts like a model.

These are the moments,
Our hearts say aw,
We laugh and enjoy,
Cause life is just going by.
Why Jul 2014
I'm seen as a girl who is always smiling,
Even if inside I'm crying.
It doesn't make sense why I cry,
When nothing tells me to hide.

Can life just be put on pause?
Can everyone just stop?
Can everyone just take a step back?
To figure out that someone's sad.
Why Jul 2014
My thoughts are now on this page,
The day I was left to age,
The thoughts flow through my fingers,
On the keyboard they linger.

I walk through the streets,
There our eyes meet,
You told me I was the one,
Now you say I was just for fun.

Now I hold the axe,
I wouldn't relax,
As I slash all your tires,
I watch out for all the liars.
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