I don't feel supported,
Or loved by your words.

Friends should make each other feel good, that's what we're here for.

I never hear "you're beautiful"
Or "you're perfect the way you are"
When I need it most,
When I'm struggling with my sense of self.

I don't need a pity party,
And I'm not an attention seeker,
But every now and then a nudge
From you
Would mean the world
To me.

I'm not as strong as I like to think,
I'm very apt to break,
And I've become weaker
Without the love I need to grow.

I don't want to lose you,
That's the worst that I can fear,
I just want you to gently remind me
That you care.

There's something about sadness that feels like home.

I'll float in space alone
And *stare at the world from above
Among the twinkling lights
I'll sit on the moon
It'll be cold and quiet
And lonely but peaceful..
No breeze
No sound
Not even my own thoughts
Would disturb me
I'd stare at the world and remember the little things
The things that gave me life
The people that would miss me
But who am I kidding?
No one would

When I'm done with goodbyes
When I'm done with my tears
I'll fall off the edge
So no one can hear
There would be a place waiting
My love ones of the deceased
All waiting for me..
I'll cry tears of joy and look back one more time
I hope I was loved..

Then into a field of grass and the trees
Magnificent cliffs at the beach of bliss
The wind in my hair and blue skies above
I'll grow wings and fly with bravery
Bravery I've always wanted
With a heart of fired passion
Just as smooth as watery ice
I'll spark light in your days
With all my eccentric ways

A single cloud resting away
This place does what it may
The light of the sun, dancing with warmth on my skin
It tickles me down...
Down to the ground
Into the ground

My tears become rapids
They follow the creek
I think of fireflies and ghosts
And trains and bus seats
And car rides and laughter
So much laughter
And music so lovely
All it is
A lullaby
That taps me to sleep
And when I am calm
When I close my eyes for the last time
I hope you remember I **smiled

When will we say goodbye*
The thought brings tears to my eyes.
I look down at the top of my now soaked shoes.
It's raining outside, and I'm thinking of you.
My heart can't stress enough the love I once felt,
But now I have to go prepare for this drought.
It'll be tough but I'll pull through,
I can only hope that you will too.