you see that little opening,
at the end of the forest?

that's a new path.

a new path to show
who you truly are inside.

and once you step
into that little path,
it'll show you where to go,
and how to change your life
into the life you've always imagined.

i want to look you in the eye,
and admit everything.

admit that this all meant nothing to me,
admit that i never cared at all,
admit that you and me were just a joke,

but i can't.
i can't because
if i admitted all this to you,
i would be lying.

and my mother
told me never
to tell,
a ***** old *lie

will you remember
me in ten years?

will you remember
my face when we
bump into each other
on the side walk?

will you remember me
when we're both adults?

when you're looking
at your future kids,
will you remember how
i used to dream about
having twin girls?


will you?
because i certainly will.

upon a starlit roof,
a fresh breeze
revives her soul:
and tries takes all the
painful memories
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but it's no use,
she will always
be haunted by them.

but no one can
really take the
memories away.

you can numb it,
try to forget it
or even try to
run away from it,

but you'll never
truly forget the
memories,
no matter how
hard and long
you try...

he made me forget
about the scars
that lined up
and down my wrist

he made me forget
about all of the words
that people screamed
at me

he made me forget
the voices that haunted
my thoughts, as if
they suddenly vanished

he was the boy
that made me feel like
there was no other girl
he would rather be with

"why did you choose me?"
"you're one of a kind."


but, as soon as he
left, i began to see
the disgusting scars

i began to hear
the voices that
used to torment me

i began to listen
to the things people
screamed at me,
and actually believe them.


he was the boy
that made my life
a living hell
after he left me
for good.