is there a special rule book, that tells you how to be?
All the right things to say and do, that they have and not me?

Slowly I am wothering, a flower deprived of sun.
Longing to belong to, somehwere or someone.

I wonder why god put me here, when clearly I don't belong.
Or else they wouldn't send us away, I guess we can't get along.

Nobody would even notice, if I just went away.
Cause' I'm not fit for this place called earth, and I cannot stand to stay.

You can cry, but they won't take sympathy
because you're less than human

You can try to run, but they'll just **** you quicker
because you're barely human

And I can pray to God that they spare my life, but not even God can stop them
because, I guess, I'm not even human*

LDW

I'm right here
I've
Always been
Here

Standing right in front of you
Said you were scared but everyone is
Scared to loose
What they didn't know
They had

But you have me
See
I'm
Here

It is Remembering
When you layed in Daddy's lap
Nestled in his arms
He seems to free the world from harm.
It is Seeing
Passed the perfection
ugly, too big, or not good enough
You hate yourself and darling you're too rough.
It is Realizing
Fairytales don't come true
You don't beleive in anything
Back then you believed in everything.
It is Emotions
Changing from carefree to worry
Thinking too much or not at all
What once could slay dragons, now feel much too small.


LDW

It's the girl in your science class
Nobody ever remembers her name
She the quiet one who always gets picked last
Remember? The one you called lame.

It's the guy in the hallway
He always says hi
You just walk away
He went home and cried

It's that teacher you mess with
But what you really don't know
Her sister just died
bet you feel bad now though

It's the girl walking down the hall
"What the heck is she wearing"
She has no money at all
But you're too busy not caring

You may think you know someone
And really have no clue
They're slowly coming undone
Who knows maybe you're just broken too



LDW

Hush darling you don't have to speak
There's pain in your eyes and it make a you look weak.

2am and you're chasing back time
Hoping your past doesn't haunt you this time.

No matter how broken, how tired, how grey
You don't let them see, to them you're okay.

Nobody really cares so you make yourself look strong
But beneath your empty surface, everything is wrong.

They don't see the scars or hear the piercing words
Because you put on a smile and you laugh through the tears.

"I'm fine." is her response.
but, she isn't. she's just hoping to convince herself that she is, when she smiles and tells them she's fine. Just to ease her little mind, she's puts on a mask. She folds up all of her problems and disappointments and shoves them away. Just for the day. Thinking maybe, just for now, she could be happy. Thinking if she forces that fake smile, it would one day become genuine. A real smile. A genuinely happy smile. That's all she ever wanted. But the thing is, nobody knows. Nobody knows who she is inside, or how hard it is for her.  Not her parents, not her best friend. Because she wears a disguise.  She hides it oh so well, sometimes she herself can't tell. And because if they knew, they'd say she's exaggerating. She wants attention. She's just having a bad day. Well the bad day turned into a bad night. A bad week. A bad month. A bad year. But she doesn't want a bad life. She doesn't try to make herself miserable. She tries really hard to be happy. Sometimes too hard. She's learned not to expect anything from anyone, because with great expectation comes great disappointment. So much disappointment. Enough to make her sadness turn into emptiness. And she would rather be sad than empty.