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...

A bubbly baby

A tiny toddler

A cute child

An intolerable teen

An angry adult

The grumpy elderly


To people around the world, no matter your age, have you ever stopped to think about how much you can learn from each different generation?
You might not get a wise piece of advice, but you can see life through a new lens tinted with the color hope, and you can gain experience without even experiencing.

Think about that next time you go to badmouth a parent, disrespect an elder, or even chastise you child.

Screams echo
Down the halls
Bouncing on and
Off the walls

Pain and confusion
Lace the screams
Except no one can hear
Through the mask of glee

Too deaf to hear
Too blind to see
The pained cry
And agony

i like guys...
but i also like girls
why?
i dont know
how could i not

the soft curves and delicate touch
my favorite lipstick, just can't get enough
the sweet perfume
and her lighting up the room
the long legs and mischievous smile
feeling things that took a while
to fully process and realize
that i cannot continue living lies

now don't get me wrong
i still like men
but i can't resist  
my cravings for them

take this time to rest in bed
so that tomorrow you can clear your head

I’m giving you just the tools to break me

Do it

I Dare You

It hits me
Like a ton of bricks
Every single time

Sometimes
I’m not strong enough
To get back up


Brick by brick
I’m hit

Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but people always manage to hurt me

What has happened to this beautiful home
Broken down and stripped to the bone

She holds the universe in her little hands
A world of never ending possibilities
A future full of unlimited potential
Little girl, you control the world
You've already changed mine

My heart is at war with my mind
About what's wrong and what's right
When there really is no black and white

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

I want to die

Peacefully, on my own terms
Without pain or hurt

On my own
So that no one

Has to bear a loss
Though they wouldn’t be missing much


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Trigger warning ⚠️
(again, just in case)
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I often ponder
How I want to die

Do I jump off that balcony,
Or cross that street?
Do I use this knife,
Or just not eat

Crying
Pain
Loneliness
Hate

The dam
Keeping thoughts at bay
Cracks and overflows
Please save me
Before I drown

A darkness so vast and frightening
So consuming and suffocating
It terrifies me

Dreams
Also known as
Childish hallucinations
We all had dreams
But slowly
They lose their glow
And are forgotten
In the sea of dead stars

I’m

Falling

Fearful

Frightened

I’m

Scared

Suffocating

Suffering

But it’s ok
I’m ok

Accepting

My

Fate

Eyes on the ball
Sweat falls to the ground
Be ready to move
In my own little world, there is no sound

But all around
are people
screaming
screeching
cheering

The adrenaline spikes through my blood
Stronger than it ever does

All of this
fuels me
energizes me
readies me
for the game

This is why I play
This is why I play

Meanwhile, all eyes are on the ball…

I never fully get a break
From trying to escape

I let loose with my words
But sometimes it never works

I’m never not alone
There’s no place called home

All this pent up frustration
means there’s no vacation
From all these feelings

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

Messing up scares me
so much, I’ve become paranoid
Which messes me up

While staring at the
Large, black abyss full of stars,
You tend to feel small

Too many people
Tell you what you want to hear
And not what they think