I always wondered if I did better
Would my name mean more than just 7 letters
Would people finally let me be worthy of love
Or am I still not good enough
I always wondered if I followed them blindly
Like a zombie that anwers politely
Would I be less of a failure
Would the odds finally be in my favor
But at what cost
My sanity and freedom is what would be lost
Why would I lock up my soul just for acceptance
Choosing to be silent when I have so many questions
I guess i’ll just stay the black sheep
Where atleast I can escape in my sleep
Where atleast I can hope for a future
I just hope it’ll be sooner

She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."

you say you’re not a poet but
with a girl like that,
how could you speak
anything less than
the stars?
-a.c.b

they noticed everyone else's pain but not mine.