You are not known
Not to yourself
Not to your family
Not to your peirs
You are nothing special
Not like fine wine
Not a unique glass
Nothing new
You are just a dust of wind
Nothing to be proud of
Shame is always lurking about
While you hide under a mask of lies and the fakeness that everyone finds true
You weep with in your soul
Slowly rotting inside out

The introduction was like another,
or so it seemed.
The confidence in his walk.
The tapping of his foot.
He laughed at his own jokes
and was cocky as can be.
but did it really matter
that he seemed like a ****
because his smile could make up for it in a heartbeat
the way he liked to use sarcasm when it wasn't necessary.
Oh the days when I loved you
the days when you would be with your friends
and flirt with those girls
I would watch from afar
be jealous as can be but it wouldn't matter.
you still walk by me like nothing will ever happen
and i know that is true because i only love from afar
do not know what to say as i watch you sleep in class
don't know how to show how much i care about you.

When we met it wasn't something very common
or so you said
you were just another toy for me
don't you understand
I tried to make clear
but you were so stubborn
I invited you in luring you in slowly
guess what honey we were not what you thought we were
we were nothing.
you were a toy
and I was your player
now I hold you in my arms having no sorrow having no lust
I do not wish I hadn't done what I did
I do not regret the moment when I held the handle of the knife very strong and couragiously between my fingers
I never loved you
and I never will love you
you lay lifeless in my arms
I have no sorrow
I feel no regret.

They tickle as they fall from the giant marshmallows that look slightly burnt
The children laugh and play between each weep
These tears are not salty like ours
They are pure and clear and perfect for drinking
But why do we laugh and prance while these marshmallows cry
Let us go up there and give him a hug
Let us go and make him happy
Spread the love that we once spread on earth
Climb the stairs to the marshmallows den and help him
Become happy once again

I am so confused
flustered really
so I am here to ask you
what is your name?
who are you?
why do I get butterflies in my stomach when you pass by?
why do I find myself more than once staring into your eyes?
do you think of me?
why do I think of you?
Thank you.  For being here.
And answering my questions.

And she cried and cried
Thinking about the sin she had just committed
An accident  that couldn't be changed
One that is going to ruin her life, her day, her relationship
The horrible life that she lived within turned into a hell she was going to bear upon
Goodbye and sorry.