There's a girl with her head pressed against the window
She's fogging up the glass
There's a boy with a heart so big, but no one would know
He rarely goes to class
Everyday they see each other
Everyday they stare
Secretly wanting one another
But talk to each other, they don't dare
He sees within her the hidden sorrow
She sees within him his checkered past
Both live like there is no tomorrow
Both have found their soul-mate at last
But cliques and reputation have kept them apart
When did this trend of having to please everyone else even start?

It's sad that fear can hinder us
And take away our chance at love's affections
It hurts to know most encounters are full of lust
And we're too busy criticizing our own reflections
When will we see that its not all about looks?
When will personality come into play?
When will romance exist like it does in the books?
Why do I see people looking through each other everyday?
Are we not all fellow human beings?
Don't we all cry?
So many people say hurtful things
And my question is why?
How can you live in an endless universe and not want to explore the worlds in those around you?
Cant you see the boundless diversity that surrounds you?
This world is full of life and beauty
There is wisdom and there is nature
We should celebrate by doing things for our community
We are not promised a future
I have seen darkness
But I have also seen the light
For the feeling and the joy of love, I will fight
If you have a dream then follow it
**** what everyone else has to say
Through the hardships wont you submit?
The beauty and the tragedy is that today could be your last day

I'm so tired sad and confused
Lost hurt and forgotten in this place
Want to know what I do to feel something
I usually lay on either side of my body
I go into deep thought about everything: how I have no one, how I am a no one, ect. , and it doesn't even take me long to think it through cause I know its the truth.
Then I get so depressed I tear up.
And this ladies and gentlemen, is it.
One satisfying lovely heartbroken tear comes out my eyeball and is slowly making it way to my pillow or even into my deep collarbone. If it goes to my pillow then its just one in a million sitting in it. But I usually like it in my collarbone, well because this the part I told you about. I feel something there. Something or someone is near me. Resting on my cold, cold, bones.

Life is not that easy
But it also not that hard
Maybe its sound a little bit crazy
But trust me this is not absurd


Baby there's no rainbow without a rain
There's no happiness without some pain
One day you'll smile with no more tears
But for now you may need
To stay strong and be happy



My dear strong fighter
Just put down your knife
Throw away your lighter
You dont need it forever
For your own good sake
To make a better life

So it begins,
The gates of hell open,
I've lost control,
My hands deal damage to anything within reach,
But the pain I feel shows that I'm only damaging myself,
I'm sick of privacy invasion,
Disgusted by the loss of respect,
Even my music no longer calms me,
The only thing that can control the outbursts,
Lies,
5 days away,
So I say again,
Move out of my way because the Hellfire storms,
The molten ash,
And demonic thought upon which I shall,
Build an empire of frustration,
Flush through my hands, fists, and feet,
I can no longer control my inner thoughts,
My inner most demons,
Released upon this world,
I fear I am a danger to the ones,
I love,

Sick of temporary Solutions,
Fear is the only solution,
So once again the gates of hell,
Open....

the smell of your skin
still rests on my nose
giving my mind ecstacy

i like being in bed
it makes me feel safe
keeps me out of harm's way
but i'm still stuck
with an overthinking head

still, can't be worse
than a stained face
mascara panda eyes
or something else