She never had friends
She always talked to herself
And no one ever dared
to look closer at her quietness
She seemed normal- happy
not depressed at all
that was their mistake
And one day when the snow fell
she loved the snow- it was peaceful
She decided she was done with it all
So she grabbed her daddy's gun
And walked into her snow storm
And laid down in the grass to
make an angel one last time
Before she became one permanently
And she held it to her head
Paused for only a moment
and it seemed the air was charged
With electricity
The sound went off,
the bullet shot into her brain
and her eyes went blank
She stayed there, staring up at the sky
And when she was found, a scream went off
And tears came from a little girl
Who had found her
"Mommy!" she screeched.
And her mommy came running
Then the yell pierced the sky
And nothing else was the same
This girl- she had it all
But an invisible thread cut her short
And now she can't say "I love you" again.

Do you even hear yourself
when you speak?
You sound like an idiot:
immature, and not educated.

A girl can only take so much before she explodes
Temper past boiling point and eyes raging bright
I may not look like it at first
But there’s anger beneath the exterior
Your taunting can only go so far
It’s too much to handle at once
Poking and prodding to see how far you can go
I’m not afraid of your teasing
But the consequences when I blow over
Watch out for the fire
Apologies I know you don’t mean
Only adding fuel to the blaze
There’s no way to douse the flames
Only to let it simmer and burn itself out
You try to get it to settle
It comes back with twice the fervor
Don’t mess with the fire
I’m a force to be reckoned with
And this is one fight you can’t win

The person you see is just an exterior
A shell to hide what I really feel
Put on a happy face and go with the flow
That’s the motto that I follow
But sometimes my emotions catch up to me
And when my mask isn’t enough, I cry.
Careful not to do so in front of others
Showing weakness is not an option
An opinion other than the majority is trouble
I follow the trends of the crowd
Pushed from the front to the back
A slave to the masses
Stuck wherever I go with nothing
Told what to do by others
No choice is allowed to be my own
Who am I you may ask
I’m a teenager
Bet you weren’t expecting that.

Cracked mirror hanging on the wall
My beauty just as broken
A mangled heart to go along
And words that remain unspoken

With scars that crisscross into the unknown
My reflection my only friend
Look away as the tears fall
I already know the coming end

Pain that circles from oblivion
and with nothing more than that
I can't hold myself to my promises
I can't let go of the past

My weakness is a gripping fist
Iron in it's might and glory
Ripping me from the memories
Forcing me from my story

I wish upon the lovely moon
and sit beneath the lonesome star
I hope and love and dream
that someday I'll find out where you are

I’m not alive and thriving, I’m barely surviving
Just trying to get by without attracting attention
The pain that I feel you can see it quite clearly
But everybody chooses to just look right through me
I’m burning these words you once said to me
I’m trying to forget, but it’s not that easy

I'm one of those girls you see in the hall
The ones you can't remember their name at all.
My face is just one of those faces that blends in with the crowd.
I'm anonymous, you're wondering who I am, where I've been.
My own self, but no one at all.
I got a secret that I can't tell.
I'm anonymous, and your wondering who I am.
I'm anonymous

I met you yesterday
And I fell in love
Like nothing I have ever felt before.
Love at first sight never existed.
Until you stepped into mine.

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And got ran over by a car.
Blood running down your chest.
Spattering from your mouth, and nose.
Staining the street a dark scarlet.
Like a flood.

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You always wore all black.
So I wore that to your funeral.
You looked so dead.
Not peaceful at all.
But I was still in love.

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I wanted to get with you.
But that’s impossible.
I’m not trying to be creepy.
But somehow you make
Dead look so good.