i hope my Prince charming
my Romeo
my one true love
will visit me one day
even if im
not aware and one day sweep
me off my feet.

You're beautiful.*

I know you don't see or feel that a lot of the time
You feel like
Starving
Pill popping
***
Blades
Are the only way out of the pain
I can assure you it isn't
Because you're a beautiful person
For being able to endure what you've been through
Still finding friends to love and care for
Expressing yourself in the midst of the pain

Though memories may cause you to fall
You be sure to get up and keep going on
And if you ever need a helping hand
Or just a hug
Remember: *You're still beautiful

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me!!! i made it..

The Therapist told me, i wouldnt
make it past my 18th...
i wanted to prove her wrong.
tomorrows my 17th...
but i dont even know if id make it
past that!
maybe she was right. people like
her are always right.

I guess im pretty
I guess im skinny
I guess im loved.

I guess im not stupid
I guess im not dumb
I guess im not an idiot

I guess I should live
I guess I should stay here
I guess I should grow up

I guess I am worth it
I guess I should be happy
I guess I should love myself

I guess
I guess
I guess

I don't know,
don't know how much
longer I can fight
fight the urge
to stay

but what if I cant
and I give in
listen to the voices
telling me to go
leave, die.

I think the times
coming
when im not strong
enough to keep
fighting
the will
the urge of death
beckons me

and I think,
that I just might
give in.