If I ever have a daughter...
She’ll be beautiful,
Inside and out,

She’ll be told the truth,
About everything, no sugar coding,
There’s no Santa, no Easter Bunny, no Tooth Fairy,
Babies come from ***, There’s no such thing as love,
No such thing as prince charming, and you’ll never be a princess,
Mom was never a queen

She’ll know the things she needs,
Always be able to survive,
Happiness comes from pain so don’t be afraid to cry,
Bravery comes from fear so just keep facing,
Success comes from disappointment so never give up
Sometimes you have to cry to wash all the bad out,
Other times you just have to put on a brave face and pretend that everything’s okay,
She’ll know that her mommy loves her no matter what she does wrong

She’ll be very smart
2 plus 2 at the age of 2,
2 times 5 at the age of 4,
I’ll push her to be the best at what she can,
Because she would be like me,
Straight A’s at the age of 8,
Harvard at 18, if that’s what she wants,
She’ll get what she wants, I’ll be sure of it.

My daughter will be independent,
She will depend on NO man,
Not her father, her brother, and definitely not her boyfriend,
She’ll cook, clean, provide, and fight,
All to prove that she doesn’t need anyone,
But Mommy will always be here.

My daughter will be just like me,
But she’ll have more willpower,
More strength, courage, and wisdom
She’ll be happier than I could ever imagine,
She’ll be amazing,
She’ll be my daughter

Sweet Honeysuckles
Around the house, hmm the scent
Oh Honeysuckles

These Honeysuckles
Yellow, Orange, Green Leaves, Brown,
Dead Honeysuckles

No Honeysuckles
Bare leaves, No Stems, Brown Around
Beautiful scenery gone

Dead
Cold Spirts,
Hiding,
Under My
Bed
Feel it, Hear it
Calling for,
ME
It sounds Like
My
Mom, She
Wants
Me to Go,
NO, I
Can't
I scream in
fear,
Daddy, Help!
Where is
She
Here with me
NO
She's Not
And
If So, What's
Under
My
Bed

She looked into the mirror
Thought she saw a ghost,
Little does she know,
It’s only her reflection
Not who she is but
Who she used to be
Depression was eating her alive
She only saw pieces of her now
Nothing of the person she’d hope to become
Her eyes were black
Much like what her life had become
The little green monster was chewing on her soul
It wanted to ****
She wanted to forget
Forget everything that had been done to her
Everything that they’ve done to her
It wasn’t working
It still took her
Turning her green inside
And beautiful out the worse possible outcome
Beauty should be within not out
But instead of beauty green blood flowed through her body
Her heart was now shaped like a skull
Her brain now resembled a plant and
It could have been prevented if
She wasn’t lead into that
Dark dark funhouse

I burned myself this morning,
It felt good,
Not the burning,
But the feeling of something,
Something other than sadness,
other than loss,
It was like a sensation,
Like part of me had been,
Happy,
For once I had control over my pain,
Control over my response,
Cutting doesn’t do that,
Cutting is worse,
way worse,
It leaves a mess,
scars for everyone to see,
This, this is like the rest,
a scar that only I know,
Only I can see it,
Feel it,
I burned myself this morning,
It felt good,
I’m gonna do it again.

Attention
That’s all we really want
Good or bad
It doesn’t really matter to me
I know either way
I’m being noticed

Attention
It’s often bad
Flaunting what you have
Crying about what you don’t
It’s just so easy to get,
It’s the dream

Attention
I guess it can be good
Awards and junk
But that’s never any fun
People forget to quickly
Your 15 minutes isn’t even close to 5
It’s okay though

Attention
Maybe I’m overreacting but guess what,
I really don’t care because you still reading right
All because I grabbed your attention