feeling depressed
     doesn't mean, nessisarily that i am
             depressed
i want people
            cuddles
            hugs
            kisses
                           but i don't want
                     my depressed mood
                                 to rub off on anyone
                i hold dear
                          it's simply not fair

I once knew a girl
Her hair was as golden as her locket  
Her eyes the color of the sea
Her skin as porcelain as her mothers china
She was so hungry for life, so alive
Innocent and naive
But in the best way possible
Because with innocence comes fortitude
There was no fear or fright
Oh how her future was so bright

And then it stopped,
Slowly and then all at once
Oh how that life faded from her in the blink of an eye
Anxiety came and swept her away
It's true what they say, only bad things happen quickly
And now when I look in the mirror I no longer see her

I see a sad, weak girl
Her hair no longer shines like gold
Her eyes now sunken in like the sea
Her skin so sallow and dull
Oh how I miss the girl I used to see
Oh how I miss I used to be
If you're listening please come back
This time I promise not to crack

i find the right key
and unlock the front door.
i am greeted by the silence
that was filled by you a few years before.

i sit on the edge of the sofa
the one you used to sleep on.
i close my eyes;
i see you there again.

coughing and painful cries
echo in my ears.
you reach for the machine
which once helps you breathe.

i open my eyes,
and you disappear.
the silence is depressing.

i wish you were still here.

Life is like a puzzle
Scattered all over the floor
Tossed aside and dumped on
No puzzle piece falls the same way
Like snowflakes are never the same
Every puzzle just a little easier
When you understand the picture
Trying to be portrayed
But what if it was just a blank puzzle
Each piece painted after it was put together
My life puzzle isn't complex
Just not sure where the pieces go
Mother abandonment issues
Father hardly even one
Family quick to disown
Friends committing suicide
Everybody leaving me in different ways
**** what piece is next to be placed
Guess the puzzling chaptered pieces
Just fall the way they want to

Now we both caught ourselves staring
I analyzed  what you were wearing
My heart skipped a beat, the idea of love started preparing
I approached from the side, asked if you had a guy,
You replied with a "I'm just doing me" I took that as a lie
Cause no woman walks around hoping she doesn't get surprised, by a good guy...who could mend her broken heart with care over time.
A smile broke her defense, a kind gesture made her less tense.
two and a half months later and it's undoubted happiness
I wouldn't think any less, seems I finally found my princess,
Who would cure all my scars,
Unwind all my tangled stress
But I guess.. the sayings true
That a good thing is to good to actually be true,
Her false happiness became clear, figment love easier to see through
What happen? Use to the best thing I thought I never knew...
I started becoming a sceptic
My mind started thinking hectic
I should've seen all the signs when you finish fights with "forget this"
Cause that's what she was doing
Forgetting all the issues
I love you turned into silence, whatever's from I miss yous  
The stars became detached
The shapes no longer matched
It is what it is, but do we both honestly believe that?
Love becomes a war
Affection into infection
I caught your negativity
Cured it, and learned a viral lesson.
That you don't truly know a person until you both break up
Infatuated  with ones beauty until they finally remove the make up.
Devil in disguise but your still an angel in my eyes
I don't consider it being naive
Some people just always have your heart, and never leave your mind.

-Dougie simps

I guess I’m always going to have to 
Pretend that my heart doesn’t sing
Every time it sees you and
Registers your eyes, your smile, your dimples
I’ll numb all of that heart-thumping joy
And pretend again that you’re just a friend.
Just a little more than a friend. 

I guess I’m always going to dismiss your sweet words
And just force myself look the other way, the “right" way,
Away from your eyes, your smile, your dimples
But I’m always going to put one hand behind my back
Just in case one day, you’d hold it and then
You’d hold me and somehow, just somehow,
We’d be imperfectly perfect together.