She sits at her desk,
writing in her notebook.
Its just not any notebook,
But the notebook that tells you all about her.

All of the emotions she thought she never felt,
Are written in that book.
No one sees the emotion on her face.
But the book says otherwise.

Along with the voices in her head.
The screams she silences at night.
And so scared to step into the light.

No one knows, what she's all about
No one knows, how she really is.
No one knows, and no one ever asks.

3 am.
the clock is ticking.
The sky is dark with no stars.
A hear a sound.

3:15 am
Things are in places,
they weren't before.
My mind playing a trick?

3:30 am
The devil hour the call it.
I see many faces.
My mind still playing a trick?

I hear a voice.
"Welcome to the crazy hour"

Things go black
everything is silent.

What went wrong?
I ask myself every day.
I loved you.
I cared for you.
I loved you.
I was blind, to who you were.
I wanted to feel loved. I wanted to be happy
I thought you could do it.
But it finds out..........
it was just a trap I wasn't ready to leave.

The Doors Open

She walks hand and hand with her father
In a beautiful white dress, She glistens in the light.
She's nervous but she smiles, and she sees you at the end.
She's focused on you.
Her father hands her to you.
Trusting you with his baby girl.
"I do," she said.
"I do," he said.
Kiss the bride.

You both walk off together
United as one

9 months pass...
"Here's your newborn baby girl," says the doctor
You both smile.

"This is a dream come true," She says holding the baby and looking at her husband.

beep beep beep beep beep beep

She wakes up to her alarm.

A dream that hasn't come true yet she says to herself and gets ready for the day ahead.

When I first met him,
I didn't know what to think.
He's just another guy,
one that will just pass by.
But I wrong.
Look at us now.
We've known each other for so long.
I didn't know we would end up like this.
Side by side, and hand in hand.
Once again.
Here we go again.

I have a neighbor upstairs.
He’s always having a bad day,
He’s stomping and yelling,
Which makes me feel sad.
I really don’t know much about him.
I just know he makes my life a lot harder.
He makes me rethink my life when I’m lying in bed.
I hear him walking around, while I dream.

One day he came home really mad.
That day I made a really bad mistake.
I was yelling so loud, I decided to talk to him.
He and I started to get in a huge fight.

Few minutes passed and he and I were still fighting.
We were yelling down each other throats.
I guess we were so loud, my mom came in to check on me.
Little did she know, her worst fear was behind the door?

My mom held her breath and slowly opened the door,
Her mouth dropped open,
She quickly reaches for her phone.
Her daughter is fighting with herself,
Banging her head against a wall,
Yelling “shut up, I just want to sleep”

The EMTs arrive and tie me down,
Even though in my eyes, I’m still yelling with my neighbor
He’s telling me I need to die.                        
I’m the worst neighbor he’s ever had,
The more I think, the more I believe him.
Maybe it is time to die

My neighbor upstairs was actually my depression.
My imagination made a man and put him in my head.
I’ve gone crazy, at least that’s what the doctors say.

But one things for sure,
Soon he will be gone and I’ll get a new neighbor.