the truth? i like you. A lot. You make me happy. You make me laugh. you're smart. You're different. You're a little crazy, and awkwared, and your smile alone can make my day.
A pile of letters, all sealed with a kiss. A boy in a bathroom, slitting his wrists... A girl in a closet, a gun to her head... A boy on a bridge, one jump intill he's dead... A girl in the bathtub, holding her breath... They all were happy children, awaiting their death......
They aren't just scars. They are the demons I fought at 3 am. They are my insecurities, my deepest fears, and my lonely nights. They are the insults I have received and the emotions I cant contain. They are a part of me and are what I have become.
Are you blind? Can you not see? That I am being hurt by thee
Are you deaf? Can you not hear? The screams that yell "my dear"
Are you mute? Can you not speak? Because all I see are walls of brick
Are you numb? Can you not feel? My love for you is real*
To you I long to show Your words that bleed and blow I long to make you listen To keep me in your arms of heaven To you I wish to speak Of words of mine, not to be bleak I long to make you feel Love with all its thrill Maybe then we'd be free From our hearts' animosity