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Lily Hasler Mar 2013
The question I ask the most is why
Because it answers all.
Why does sadness begin with “Bye”?
Why does it hurt to feel so small?

Being as curious as I am
I’d like to think of myself as smart
But what if this is all a scam?
Is thinking considered a type of art?

If it is, I’m quite the artist
Because I think all the time
Do you think that you’re the smartest?
Is thinking you are such a crime?

Why does life have to be so hard?
Why do questions not have answers?
Some of these issues you can’t discard
Like are we humans or are we dancers?
Lily Hasler Feb 2013
If you're in a place you don't like
You think it's dark
It's dark and scary

Well stop thinking you're alone
People like you, who feel this way
Think it's only them
Who are on the verge of exploding
Exploding with anger
Bursting with saddness
Overcome with emotion

Trust me
It's not only you
There are others
People you don't expect
People who you think are happy
They're usually the worst of them all

So you're not alone
Have trust in yourself
Once you overcome this eternal saddness
It's a wonderful world
It seems so bright and full of color

After all,
The existence of the dark makes us appreciate the light.
Lily Hasler Jan 2013
I miss the look
Of sun kissed skin,
The feel of the ocean,
Your subtle grin

The way your hand
Brushed up mine
Made my heart skip a beat
Like the end of time

I feel like my world
Is crumbling down
No way to put it
You're better off now

The looks are awkward
I am confused
We were so close
But now I feel used

    I wish to go back
                    To a simpler time
                                                 When the sun beat down
                                                                                              And you were still mine
Lily Hasler Jan 2013
Seeing these old tapes
Makes me remember my youth
When everthing was simple
Just learning to tie my shoes

That's all we had to worry about
At that innocent age of four
I'd be pulling on the pant leg
Of my father at the door

"Daddy come play with me!"
"No, honey I have to work."
But wasn't it a Sunday?
I sighed, extremely hurt

So I went along and played with dolls
All alone and in my room
I bet my dad regrets that now
He seems to be falling to his doom

Yes Dad, I'm older now
I'm almost sixteen, I'll be driving soon
You knew this day was coming fast
Even with the worrying, I have become immune

I want to say I'll be here forever
But we both know that's not true
Soon I'll be flying from the nest
But please know, I will always love you
Lily Hasler Jan 2013
I like how we dance in the yard alone
The way we sway to the music
This is all I've ever known

We would sing and run to all the right tunes
Wait for the moon to come out
As far away as the balloons

We let them go
Just as we will our dreams
They flutter into the clouds
And tear us at the seams
Lily Hasler Dec 2012
"Never Grow Up!" Peter Pan says
As he flies above our heads

He tries so hard to make us see
That as we grow up
We do what we believe

He's obviously a kid at heart
But aren't we all?
Just a little more smart?
Lily Hasler Dec 2012
I wonder if you ever see me
Looking at you through the TV

You have the life
You've got it made
I hope to be in that place someday

I'm just trying to chase my dream
I want to make it a reality

You seem to be so high on life
Now please tell me, where am I

Where am I in this big ol' world
I feel so lost, alone, just a girl
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