"You accept the love you think you deserve."
                                                
                                                                     - Stephen Chbosky

you walked away from me
and blamed me for not chasing after you

do you think it's funny?
well, I think it's cruel
don't think that you're above me
because I think you're a fool
your jokes are not lost
don't think that I don't get it
but their laughter has a cost
don't think that I'll forget it
I will always stand my ground
and you'll regret your humor
a new hatred for you I've found
and you've got another hater

Never too quick to say sorry
Always too quick to forgive
I will forget that you saw me
Because I can't live with my sins

my love is handsome
and cute
and funny
and smart
not just smart but intelligent
he thinks im pretty
he laughs with me
he watches cartoons with me
he helps with cleaning
he kisses me
he holds me
i love him
he loves me
now i only need to find him
he must be somewhere in this world
i hope i meet him soon

please stay safe

what do they see
when they look at me
to know the things they think
tears or laughter it might bring
I want to know
but yet I don't
behind the masks of this cruel world
thoughts can hurt or uplift this little girl

Out of sight, out of mind
Is not so true for me
You see I've left my home behind
And still it's where I long to be

Whatever happened to the choices that we thought we had?
When we were younger we were happy but - now we're sad.
Everything was always simple - either black or white
Maybe cause no one ever dared to ever shed the light
On our innocent minds, that couldn't take up the real world -
Now we wake up in the real world -
Now we're so scared of the real world -
That nobody dares to change it -
We're changing sadness to anger -
And he goes home and blames her -
And their children are learning -
From violence and hurting -
That this is the answer -
Changing from happy to sad to changing to anger.
That's not the change we need -
To show your children -
They are the world, they are the future, and they are the difference
Between this world - and theirs
Between the ground floor - and the stairs
They can't move up -
If we bring them down -
You don't need to grow up -
To make a change -
One random act of kindness -
Works like a chain -
People pay forward -
And we all lean towards -
A better place for us -
But it's never enough -
Because there's always someone suffering

I want to make him happy
What can I really do?

Sometimes I catch him laughing
At my point of view

He says that I surprise him;
That every day is new

He says I make him happy;
I brighten up the blues

I love to be his sunshine
I love to be his muse

But between a brighter world
And a happy me and you

Between me and the world
What would you really choose?

I hate to take perspective
And focus on what I'd lose

But I want him to be happy
What can I really do?

I want to make you happy.
Tell me what to do.