Through tears she screams her story
In love we find her hate
With shivers, she finds her warmth
She's skinny, but only sees weight
She's a fire that craves water
A sunbeam wanting rain
She doesn't like to be hurt
But enjoys all the pain
When quiet, she is her loudest
Alive, but feels so dead
In a crowd, she gets so lonely
Thinking words unsaid
Someone wake her up
She's been asleep too long
When will people notice
That there's clearly something wrong?
Her heart beats more slowly
As they still fail to see
That the more alive she is
The deader she wants to be
She lies her head down tonight
Closing her eyes so sore
Stop the restless nights
And sleep forever more
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 7:35 PM UTC
Through tears she screams her story
In love we find her hate
With shivers, she finds her warmth
She's skinny, but only sees weight
She's a fire that craves water
A sunbeam wanting rain
She doesn't like to be hurt
But enjoys all the pain
When quiet, she is her loudest
Alive, but feels so dead
In a crowd, she gets so lonely
Thinking words unsaid
Someone wake her up
She's been asleep too long
When will people notice
That there's clearly something wrong?
Her heart beats more slowly
As they still fail to see
That the more alive she is
The deader she wants to be
She lies her head down tonight
Closing her eyes so sore
Stop the restless nights
And sleep forever more
Attempting to find the difference between my nightmares and reality, only to discover that reality is the nightmare.
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