EmilyDidero

EmilyDidero Aug 2014

But Now

The tables have been turned,
And all of a sudden I'm doing the hurting
My mind tells me do it
But my hearts been constantly turning
Away from you, every chance I get
Because becoming close is too much of a threat

Could it be, the words you spoke were just a lie
Maybe "Okay I understand" really meant goodbye
And maybe "We can still be friends" Was simply the right thing to say

All I know is I may regret what I've just done
I may have hurt the one who made me feel wild and alive
I may have hurt the feelings you've always kept inside

All I knew was what you chose to say
All I knew was what you chose to do
All I knew was what was in the present
But now..
Now I'm hearing what you kept inside
I'm feeling something that's never touched me before
Now I know how much you cared for me
How did I let something so special slip away?
The Tables have been turned

August 27, 2014

EmilyDidero Aug 2014

Rebound

Forgetting the way, your touch made me feel
Losing my thoughts, not knowing what's real
Did I make up the way you made me fall?
Was it all in my head? This big loving hearts turned small

You've moved on quicker than I ever have
Your rebound was love, beating me and the above
Why's it so hard to just walk away?
You weren't any good, considering you didn't stay

But now you're sending her flowers,
You're sending a lot
You're sending even more than I would have thought
But judging the fact that you've lied in your past
I can't tell what's all lies, don't know if it'll last

However it works, I'll say I wish you the best
But my words don't mean ****, you should know what comes next
I'll cry and I'll beg, for you to come back
I'll get down on my knees, I may even attack
This happiness you seemed to have found
In this girl I assumed was just your rebound.

July 10, 2014

EmilyDidero May 2014

Untitled

I can't focus
you're all that keeps my mind straight
You're all that keeps me in line
Please don't leave,
stay so things don't go blurry
*again

EmilyDidero May 2014

A Different Perspective

He killed someone innocent because he was simply "in his way"
He gave up one's life because he was "having a bad day"
What more is there to do then let him feel what he's done
How else will he learn, the pain he caused that innocent man's son?

He may sit inside Jail, but he'll be breathing and alive
He may not have anything but he's still living life
What gives him the right to earn what he took?
What makes it okay to live as a crook?

But once you **** him he's free, he doesn't have to worry about the nightmares he'll see
But imagine his family at home
Their feelings on this man who's alive in a jail room of stone,
And that could be good, knowing he's suffering as he always have should
Or maybe that's bad because they dream of the dad they once had
Maybe that's bad because they have nightmares of him escaping and doing even more harm than them being just sad

Well escaping is rare
But what happens when all the jails are filled, with inmates and such.* Prisoners who think they deserve even this much

What happens when they take advantage of this- the life that they're living, the time that we're giving

They're the monsters who ruin so many lives, they pull us in and we're handed the knife.
Because it's not them that we're freeing, it's everyone else.
*To know the monster is gone forever is all to them that helps

EmilyDidero May 2014

Death Penalty

Shouldn't one be punished enough by living through the dead?
Shouldn't one be punished enough by never again sleeping in their own bed
One should be punished, not freed

Shouldn't one be punished already by inhaling the jail air and exhaling their sins?
Shouldn't one be punished already by taking away everything they need?
One should be punished not freed

And shouldn't they suffer from what they've done?
Shouldn't they live every day wishing they had somewhere to run?
One should be punished not freed

But killing the monster is quick
You see, the things the monster did were sick

But the monster only did what you're doing
It's different the monster killed for that and this,
We're killing for our justice
Justice means to have peace, and genuine respect for people not death because it's easy

But an innocent man was killed on the street because someone was too drugged he didn't even know the difference from grass and concrete
So lock him up and leave him to suffer
Show him pain and teach him to be tougher
Let him think in silence, let it hit him at once,
let the pain that he caused affect who he was

Why give him the chance to change what he's done?
Why give someone who's gone mad only a hit and run?
Because everyone deserves a chance to change
We're the monster's by killing the mistakes that make them strange

EmilyDidero May 2014

Snow and High School

High school is like the snow,
Everyone knows it all- they've seen the places I've walked
They know whenever I fall

They'll watch my tracks and judge- of where I'll go with life
They'll see the ****** snow and wonder "Where's the knife?"

So they'll gather up their friends, and find a story to tell
Saying "She wanted to die that night"
When in reality she's battling a cancer fight

And a few steps past the blood, they'll see jagged foot prints
Thinking now "She's gone crazy"
When in reality she was dancing because her life was too short to become lazy

And the prints will stay with her forever, because the snow never lies
The story could be different you just need a non-judgmental set of eyes

Now they follow her steps to a hospital bed
Watching the liveliest girl appear dead

And nobody knew she was fighting this cancer
Nobody asked
They only knew what the tracks told
And from there they judged because they were foolish enough to believe something from the heart of cold
snow

#highschool #think #snow #judgement

EmilyDidero May 2014

Beautiful

Society's strange,
Throwing out judgments that make us want to change
You'll skip a meal to meet their expectations
A few more after that to see how far you'll go

They'll ask you why you're not hungry
And you'll make up some excuse
They'll take the words slipping off your thin cold lips,
as you look at the food on your plate but instead choosing the water in small sips

They'll catch on to the weight you've lost the past few months
The food you've tossed along with your old-beautiful thoughts
They'll seek to find you help, and you'll turn away believing this is "natural beauty"

Weeks go by and you're suffering more then ever,
You see yourself as something this world would never
Society's strange,
Throwing out judgments that make us want to change
Believing the judgment is hard to ignore,
But never seeing yourself as beautiful is more un-healthy then my words before

#world #beautiful #you