The combination I deal with is complete and utter hell

If you knew my age
would you turn tail and run away?
Say I'm too young to understand
These feelings and god's greater plan?

Would you say I'm being over-dramatic
or a little bit selfish?
That it's not my right to decide my own feelings and choices?
That I should stop being so negative and start to cherish?
Maybe I should just sit back and listen to the voices

In my ear
Down my neck
In my business
Over my shoulder

Not the ones in my head,
Not my conscience that is me and belongs to me

No, I have to live the way everyone else expects me to...

Once a girl lived
Tucked in a house of glass
Kept for so long
Walking over the shards of broken
Things once whole
It hurts
But she's stuck
Little does she know
The key is herself
The broken house her mind
But its impossible
Or so it seems
To escape the house of glass without
Bleeding out

He said that he’d miss me
He said that he’d cared

Then he called me profanities
Even after I shared

I’d told him everything
From the thoughts to the cuts to the fights I had

I thought our friendship was true
I thought it could last

But he left me in the dirt
And told me that that’s exactly what I am

Someone once asked me
what I wanted in life
I said, "To be happy,"
They asked, "Aren't you already happy?"
and I replied, "If only you knew,"

Ignorance is bliss

But

Intelligence in essential

My writers block
Feels less like a conquerable block
And more
Like an impossible maze

I feel so heavy
My mind, body, and soul too
Constantly crushed

The most popular
are
The least expected



surprising how things work, right?

That’s what I am
Don’t bother trying to help
I can’t cope with my problems
With or without your help
So please don’t try

Some people see ages
Some see religions
Some see skin color
But can everyone stop to see people
Not ages
Not religions
Not colors

People

People who are equal
People who have rights
Who have family and friends
And feelings
And souls
Can we stop for a second to see that we are all the same

People

We are all people

Hello
I remember you
I don’t know if you remember me
But I know I’m not really special

It actually kind of hurts
You left a huge mark on me
But you actually couldn’t give a crap
about me

Yes I’m hurt
No I don’t care
You have your reasons
And I respect that
I just wish I’d known

This armor finally solidifies in its place
To protect me from the demons that come to play

I was told monsters only come out at night
But here they are, ridding my world of any light

They surround me, push me into a chasm so dark, it hurts my eyes,
and tie me So there’s no escape

Help me
Help me please

No armor or weapon can stop these beasts

They say the ***** in the armor is the greatest weakness
But there is no ***** when there is no armor

They say the bigger they, are the harder they fall
But you can't fall if you were never standing

They say that to beat a wall you need to find the loose brick
But if there is no wall it'll never be broken down

Being scared of vulnerability is giving yourself a vulnerability in the first place

i miss you
there's nothing poetic about it
at all

I wish I could fall asleep and never wake up
I’ve been getting closer and closer to that goal by the day
No one has noticed my lack of mental turn-up
Forever and ever in bed I’ll lay

Did it start with a bang
Or did it all just appear
Is it to science or religion that I must adhere

Religion is faith
Science is facts
I don’t know the right track

For I was raised with religion
But told science


Which one I believe is still in question

Everything is blurry
Not because of my lack of glasses
But because of my surplus of tears

Relationships are circle
At least they're supposed to be
It's a give and a take
Not a take and a leave

Oh, what I’d give
To stay in bed all day

I just want to be a normal teen
With the ability to do and say as I please
To not have to be dragged by the sleeve
To and from places I never wanted to be

I feel like crap
For feeling like crap
And that makes me feel crappier

Who am I today?
Am I who I want to be?
When have I mattered?

What will I do when it's all gone?
When I never see it all again?
They say not to worry,
"You'll see them again,"
But how true is that when it could all be gone tomorrow?
like the snap of a finger,
It could all be gone,
Everything I

Hope for

Love

Dream of

Aspire to become


But is all that disappearing really a bad thing?

When it all is over,
No one will remember my name,
or know what I did in my lifetime.

No one even cares even though I am alive
They don't care that I cry myself to sleep
every night.
They don't care if Try to not wake up every morning.
They don't care about The scary thoughts that go through my head all the time.

So is it really that bad if it's gone the next morning?

Everyone thinks she’s perfect
Like everything’s presented to her on a golden tray
But did no one notice
The slits on her wrists the other day?
Covered in white plaster,
With red peeking through
No one sees the demons
Pushing her closer and closer too
And the boulders on her shoulders
Invisible to the world,
Make her a little smaller