I wish you could get out of my head,
Because at night when it gets late,
My mind starts to inane,
My face goes full red.
Sometimes I go insane,
Thinking if we'll talk again,
To be honest I'm drained,
And I need you to explain.
I would love to complain,
About this cruel pain,
But I'm tied in a chain,
Not allowed to refrain.
I write these for my sake,
To take away this ache,
So I could start and fake,
Just when I'm about to *break.

Once upon a time.
There resides a book.
As the clock ticks past.
The story unfolds.

Chapter 1
A girl in the world,
Exist in slumber,
The melancholies,
and the malicious,
Hidden in darkness,
Visible only to happiness.*

Chapter 2
A girl at age 6,
The window opened,
by a guy of 10,
whom gave her feelings,
such as love
such as hate.

Chapter 3
The girl that now knows,
fairy tales exist,
but there would be no
happy ever after,
She was crumbled,
she was broken.

Chapter 4
The girl then now thinks,
if being happy,
requires sadness,
she'd rather not feel,
cause she knows she's weak,
pathetic was she.

Chapter 5
The girl with lessons,
Only known to lies,
Liars are survivor,
Lying is surviving,
Or so she thought,
But its not The End.

*She knows.
And she will live.