I guess it's clear that i have no easy fate.
It's something i'm not sure if i can escape.
At least it seems that there's a change of pace.
But things are so misconstrued i don't think i'll ever get off this page.
There's deception around almost every corner.
And it seems this life of mine will never have much order.
So i guess i'll just have to get used to being alone.
Because it's not part of their plans for me to have a hand to hold.
But **** it's getting so lonely and cold.
And it's getting so hard to decipher this mess, it's like i'm wearing a blindfold.
So as i try to get out of this awful sequence, i'll try not to think about my fate because i know when that day comes i won't be missed.
I just wish it was in the cards to get out of this.

my grip is slipping,
and falling scares me.
my world is fading away.
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writing was an escape but even now words slip off the paper like tear drops.

I guess I’m destined to be hated.
I’ve never been so jaded.
Will I be able to escape this?
Or will things keep leading back into remiss?
The thorns in my head are tearing me apart.
Don’t get me started with the lack of feeling in my heart.
So as I try to get out of this vicious cycle, I’ll try to stop living in denial.

Lace your fingers between mine and maybe we won’t have to hide.
When we kiss will we get frozen in time?
I just need to find someone who will stay by my side.
And we can walk among the sunrise to feel more alive.
Can we get lost in a brighter hue?
I just want to feel something true.
Because I’m sick of feeling blue and not knowing what to do.
So until he finds my side, I’ll try not to hide and wait for his warm embrace to maybe change my fate.

Find me by the ocean.
Let’s love away the pain.
No need for all these games.
Being so alone is driving me insane.
Will we get lost gazing at the stars?
Or do I not have enough heart?
I ache to love the way I wish to be loved.
And feel the stardust from above.
So will I find my someday?
Or will I succumb to the pain?
I guess time will tell, until then I’ll be stuck in the rain.

Thrown aside like a wilted flower.
I guess it’s safe to say I’ve had enough.
But there’s no one near so I’ll never feel their touch.
Why can’t I be worth more?
Maybe then everyone wouldn’t shut the door.
But I’m running out of time.
So I guess I should just try to let the sun shine.

Maybe one day my fate will change.
But until then I’m stuck waiting for my someday.
Why can’t I regain the love that was once buried beneath these ribs?
It’s not me whose condoning all these sins.
So as I wait for the flowers to bloom I’ll try to be me.
As I hope others stop feeding off of this negativity and find the courage to breathe easily.