you give people flowers
for they create happiness
why don't you offer them you?

she used to be afraid
to drown in pool water
but now her thoughts
tell her to jump further

when they told me to define perfect
all i thought of was you
but i cried
punished myself -  i stood there and swore
because deep down i knew, you were always so much more.

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Like a stubborn flower
I'll bloom
but only in time

Her eyes were red,
They showed her pain
It was obvious,
That she was crying again.

Her voice, just a whisper
Insignificant as dust
She's searching for someone
Someone to trust

She smiled and laughed
While her eyes remained empty
Strange that a smile
Can hide things so deadly

Her wrists show no scars
But her soul, tampered and broken
Their words were like weapons
Invisible when spoken

Her eyes were red,
They showed her pain
It was obvious,
That she was crying again...

and inside i was a tide
but all they saw were barely ripples
and inside i was screaming
but no one heard me begging there

And inside i was a mess
but they decided that my hair was neat
and that i was already clean
because they didnt see the shadows lurking under my eyes
or the dust collecting in my thoughts

and when i wasnt even hiding
when i knelt down and prayed
you said that you were always there
but you never dared to answer me

because i am still ******* here
and though i beg for you to let me go
i wake up and my heart still beats...
i thought you were always listening

and inside i was dead
how i wished that the outside
would show it

the river was sad
so i gave it a hug...
i didnt want to come back up

Hand me a candle
though its dark inside
ill blow it out
and darling,
ill make a wish to die

they only appear when i shut my eyes
but id rather see them claw
from underneath my bed

whilst it's breath never brushes my skin
i still hear it's shrieks and cries
the others are still asleep

and id rather see and face my fears
than live in this wretched body -
because i promise you,

it never stops mocking my sanity

My lips will quiver if you ask me
exactly how I am

And maybe my eyes will tell you one thing
and my voice will tell you, another
And though I'll attempt to replicate the smiles
That I pulled when I was younger
You may not take the surface
Instead doubt what's hiding under

I guess it's best to say,
I shouldn't attempt to answer
I know the tragic silence
Will describe my suffering better

Smile all through the pain,
Smile honey, yet again.
Smile, smile, smile...
Smile through the pain

I've made the same decision
Almost every hour
of almost every day

You will never know my struggles
But I'm holding on
and I'm okay

there are stars in the sky
and i can choose tell you about them
or i can choose to tell them all about you

you dont just wake up one day
and recover
but you can just wake up one day
and choose to recover

Because i live in a world filled with people
and there is only one of you

It never spreads
like they always say-
It encases and envelopes

i am falling in love with the way he speaks
because he shouts
then he mocks
and demands to be heard
but then he listens
and he stops
but promises his return

You may not always see him
but i promise he is there
he will always steal your breath
but Death
i do not care.

i will be reaching,
and so will you
we dont care if it burns us
because the sun, is in view

This question comes
As unexpected as it was
that you would fall ever for me

But I'm still asking
Do you still love me?

There is a summer
but even she comes with the rain.
Youre type of season
that never brings the pain

there are stars
and there are choices
i can talk about the ones that shoot across the sky
or i can talk about the sparkle in your eyes.

i will always expect the worst
rain has always fallen

i find it hard to breathe
and even the air
is weighing me down tonight

they told me when you smile
it lights up the whole town
but i saw you as the sun
and the moon and all the stars
because you create the summer
and brighten up the night
You wouldnt need to smile,
because you already are the light

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There's a full moon
And nights like these shouldn't be wasted
Because for once,
I'm not just over here
And you're not just over there

Please,
I miss you

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