I loved you too much
That it stirred a storm within my heart
To the point of my sanity being messed
To the sloppy way i was dressed
It turned into a hurricane
When you left

Forgiveness, I've found
isn't a conscious effort.
Part of loving someone,
is that everything about them,
big or small, temporary or permanent,
is a part of them:
part of the person you love.
So there's little point apologising to me,
if I love you,
because I love you.

That's all there is to it.

my mom was right
when she said "don't look into their pretty eyes
you'll lose yourself in them" she said
"and they'll steal the most beautiful parts of you for themselves"
but i did not listen to my mother
instead i listened to the boys with eyes full of wonder
when they filled my head with lies
i suppose i had a thing for the way the words tasted off their tongues
making me feel they could do no wrong

my mom was right
when she said "don't let them taste your beautiful skin
they'll never be able to see you as more than a body after that" she said
but i was a silly little girl
and i bared flesh to the boys with strong hands
and sparkling teeth
it was just that when they touched me
it felt as if they'd never let me go
i felt safe
but i ended up becoming just another flavor on their list
a one-time taste

my mom was right
when she said "don't fall for the ones who seem to care about that precious mind of yours
because they don't"
she said
"because they never will"
she said
"they’re using your mind & your thoughts
as a method to get inside your body"
she said
yet i ended up pouring out my heart to boys with faces shining as bright as the moon
i told them about my wildest desires and my craziest dreams
like how i wanted to change the world and make people smile
they smiled
and listened
while they slowly unbuttoned my top
one piece of clothing at a time
i undressed my soul when all they wanted was for me to undress my body

my mom was right
when she said "don’t fall in love with their “live fast die young” attitudes
their definition of living in the moment
is use and abuse, my darling daughter,
don’t listen to the words they speak with their hands"
she said
"don’t let them fool you into thinking that your one night long romance
is b e a u t i f u l"
but i couldn’t help myself
i fell hard and i fell fast
spent the rest of my nights
wondering why it felt so wrong when at the time it felt so right
i blamed myself for being too clingy
when the truth was
i was just naïve and silly
they asked for my body
and i gave them my heart along with it
silly
silly
silly girl

my mom was right all along
& i wish i'd realized that
before i ended up all alone in my bed
my blanket full of regret
and stains of my mistakes
i'm sorry, mommy,
i'm sorry i didn’t realize you were right from the very start
now i'm paying my dues in *sweat, blood & tears

You were here, I didn't know
You never had the chance to grow
Now you're gone, and I'm not sure
If for my feelings, there is a cure
You were here, and now you're not
Somewhere inside me, there is a spot
That aches, that cries, that wants to just die
That wants to know, the reason why
You were here, but not for long
I don't know, if I can be strong
Strong enough to let you go
To try and let my feelings show
You were here, I'm not sure why
I'll find the strength, to say goodbye
You were here, and now you're gone....

A harsh word is a harsh word
It doesn't matter who heard
I was told to be a bee,
But what if I feel like a bird?
Wanting to spread my wings
Sow my seed, maybe with a guy
Or maybe with a woman,
The limitations past the sky
Like I said, words can break civilizations,
**** humans, and say goodbye
Words can break barriers
**** hatred, and say I love you
Love isn't divided, it should be shared by the masses
But sadly, it trickled through the cracks as fast as molasses
At least it's out, shined on by the sun
Bask in the moonlight, there is no need to run.
But I am your son
Why does it matter who makes me ***?
Brothers and sisters, join to arms, even if we are different
Love different sexes or may be all together indifferent
L. G. B. T. Q. I. A.
For some it was found, others, in our DNA
Might be the Jack of all trades, but what if I feel like Jill
Is better suited for going down life's hill?
Listen, please, don't spread hate
Sure, one may agree, others might debate
But there is always a little one watching
Leaving an impression,
Whether who can or cannot have a soul-mate
Allowed to adore, love, find interesting or lust
Whom to build my life off with and trust
That's my dream, the world I want my kids to live in
Where kindness and loving someone is genuine
Because right now,
A harsh word is a harsh word
It doesn't matter who heard
I was told to be a bee,
But what if I feel like a bird?