You selfish
Self-centered
Unpleasant
Egotistical
Devious
And manipulative
*****
Oh, please
Tell us again
About how many guys you’ve ******
How drunk you got last weekend
And how much better you are
Then everybody else
Oh, please
Continue to flaunt yourself
And act like a *****
Because you think it’ll make guys like you
But all they want
Is to hit it and quit it
Oh, please
Keep filling the silence
With your annoying voice
Because you love to hear yourself talk
***,
Shut the **** up
No one cares
About what you do
Or say
Or anything, really
Sit down
Shut up
And for once
Learn how to act
Like a lady

There’s a scream
Trapped in the bottom of my throat
An angry yell
Full of emotion and sorrow and devastation
A cry full of tears and desperation
That I try to let escape
Because it’s tearing me apart
And I feel like I’m about to explode
And fall apart at the seams
And lash out at everyone around me
Ending in a violent outburst
I
WANT
TO
SCREAM
but i can’t
So I stay quiet
And wait
Until I finally explode

What is love?
Love is...
Honestly?
To me...
Love is a bunch of *******
Wrapped in gold paper

Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep
I don’t want to wake up on my own anymore
This bed is too big
The sheets are too cold
And the night is far too long
So lay here with me
Let me fall asleep
With your heartbeat as my lullaby
Sing me to sleep, please sing me to sleep
I don’t want to wake up on my own anymore

SCREAM
You burned out like a candle
Blown out by angry words

You’re gone, you’re gone
My mind won’t fully grasp it
Come back, come back
Come back to me

Sing to me, sing me to sleep
It’s a lullaby I can’t hear
Because you’re not here

I miss you, I miss you
I’m so sorry
Just please, come back to me

You’ll look at the sky
I’ll look in your eyes
It’s a picture perfect scene
Photographed by two teens

But see, you take a picture
And store it away
You forget about it
As you live day by day

The same goes for memories
It happens over time
Don’t let our memory
Fade like a photograph

Sometimes words aren't enough
Because no matter how much I write
Or whisper
Or scream
Or cry
I still feel trapped
My emotions are clawing out my throat
Dying to escape
But no matter how I let them flow
More and more keep coming up
And it never seems enough