To,
All the flowers whose petals I have plucked,
If I only knew He never really truly loved,
To all the tyres I burned,
If I only knew they wouldn't change their minds ,
To all the trees I had cut down,
If I only knew my book wasn't to be published.

Therefore;
To all the mothers that cried because of me,
If I only held patience rather; when their Child bullied me,
To all my loved ones I say sorry,
If you only knew I could never change truly,
I'm sincerely sorry.

No,
To all the teachers I spoke behind,
No, You were never that; of an ingenious mind,
To all those friends I lost, because of my losing temper,
If I only knew, you weren't as forgiving as my mother.

If only,
All the loss my body had to bear,
And the Childish trinkets my body had to fear,
How heedlessly and needlessly wasted, were my tears,
I knew,
I'm deeply sorry.

To all my guides who thought I aimed at nothing but the best,
If they only knew how afraid I was of my everyday life test,
I'm but sorry.

How is it that you don't think I know?
Acting completely different,
This isn't you.
The more you do this,
The more you get under my skin.
It makes me angry.
You are only looking for attention.
I have only one thing to say.
Be careful,
My friend,
For you will eventually find
The attention you were looking for.
And it will be different than you thought.

You **** me in different ways
But I'd still choose you
Because you break my heart like no one else does

Are you okay?

No

Oh,
well,
have a nice day...

My soul

frowns as
it drowns

in the floods
of a broken
heart

tearing me
apart

must the
pain

remain
in me

you see

happiness
stays inside

but

theres still
days
where sadness
resides

it hides

for a while

but

when it creeps
i paint a
smile

up and down
days

in and out
phase

cut wrist
death wish

then i see
light

future bright

in the
stillness

of my
illness

i try to
figure
me out

my conclusion...

is pure
confusion