you

Someday we can sit on the grass,
and cuddle and kiss and laugh.

Someday it'll just be two girls in love,
and nothing more than that.

But we can't. Not here. Not now.




But I love you so **** much.

she has been defending herself for the last 6 months
she has no idea that life would be this cruel to herself
and no one's there to rescue her soul on the lonely nights
because who would love a girl with scars?

the demons inside her keep fighting endlessly inside her mind
and lately her mind has been the scariest place ever existed
the fear is bigger than the faith,
the thoughts of giving up on life make her chokes on her breath

she is breathing,
but not living
she is hoping,
her lungs are tripping

the world is not a kind place
it brings tears upon her face
she is wishing for a better life
like an angel that would give anything just to survive.

that girl you made cry
yeah, she's insecure
all because of you
and your friends

you laugh and feel cool
for making her cry
not a care in the world
when one day she suddenly 'dies'

you feel like
it isnt your fault.
"maybe its another reason" you say
until you see on the news
"girl commits suicide for being bullied"

you suddenly feel something you've never felt before
something called guilt
you cry and worry that
everything's your fault

many days pass and
you still feel ashamed,
well guess what,
you're the one to blame.