You've gone away now,
and I’m left here alone.
I’m screaming,
but nothing is coming out.
I’m so lost—
I’m so broken.
I don’t know where you are,
and I am so torn up.
Please be safe.
I’ll miss you.
(I love you)

your sadness is showing,
put it away.
no one wants to see
your depression today.

it's not time for that,
some might say,
its so unbecoming
to act that way.

your anxiety is showing,
tuck it in.
the world shows no interest
in what's under your skin.

take a deep breath,
that's where you begin,
or, that's what they say
with a pat and a grin.

your illness is showing,
keep it away.
no one is interested
in that anyway.

but by letting it fester,
and by letting it stay,
it might make me
disappear some day.

There is no such thing as perfect.
No perfect person,
No perfect life.
Nothing in this world is perfect.
However,
If the world was perfect
There would be peace;
There would be less chaos.
Everyone would be the same.
In a perfect world,
There's no room for change.
The world is far too messed up
For there to be any chance of it
being perfect.
We are too focused on the other countries'
problems.
To worry about our own ****
problems.
The world is no where near perfect.
Yes we have equality,
Yes we have more freedoms than other countries do,
But as a society, we don't even have perfect.
We believe it exists, but there is
No true evidence.
So you see, nothing in this
World is perfect, however,
The idea itself exists.

You were born so beautiful out of your
cocoon.
You resembled life and freedom.
Everyone was jealous of your beauty.
Everyone wanted to be you.
Until one day, the person who has kept
you alive, decided against it.
Until that person, that warrior, decided to
drop out of battle.
You begin to slowly fade away.
You crumble into the nothing you
started out as.
The person who tried keeping you alive has
failed you.
Your permanent beauty will be well
missed.
I'm sorry you had to go like this.
You will be loved forever.
Now you can become a new cocoon in a
brand new life.
Hopefully you'll be treated better there.
Because here, you were failed.

I am the sky,
The girl who keeps her head in the clouds.
     I am the land of the unknown,
The girl who dreams of being anywhere but reality.
     I am the ocean,
With feelings going up and down just like the waves.
     I am the flowers in spring,
The girl who is sweet and fun to be around.
     I am the distant fear inside,
The girl afraid to do/ say or believe outside her comfort zone.
     I am a warrior,
The girl who overcame many obstacles.
     I am a bunny,
The girl whose thoughts hop around from one topic to another.
                             I am me.