There is a boy outside
Is he holding a knife
No. There is a boy outside
Or is he scared for his life
No. There is a boy outside
Does he smirk with delight
No. There is a boy outside
Or does he just want to fight
No child. There is a boy outside
Is he here to ****
No. The boy holds a flower
For whom's heart to fill
There is a boy outside

I’m a china doll…
With rounded hips,
And fluorescent lips,
I am still never “good enough”
. . .
But it's okay!
I won’t grow today!
I’ll lose another layer
. . .
People start to see,
What’s not enough to set me free
But, to only me,
I have to be,
What I saw years ago…
. . .
But I’m okay,
Cause that’s what I say
I’ll just lose another layer…
. . .
All I own
Are baggy clothes,
From all those
Who still can get “too big”
. . .
Thinning layers,
I’m running out
I’ve reached my final road.
Cause tags and walls
Can say so much,
But numbers say it all…

The girl in the back of the room
staring at her scars
Lines of red,
shooting stars
I think she's lost
in forest frost
I'll hold her hand
If she demands
A friend,
as her,
comes once,
when mindset seems sure.

I hope you find
the one who's kind
I hope you find
The one with our messed up mind...

We all are falling slowly
To whose fate is holy

The yellow sailor drifts away
Yet, a ballon will never stay
The touch of a finger
Yet, never linger
My love changes quickly

The blade of a knife
Yet, she lives a long life
You see how this Earth is fair?

The girl sits alone
Her life never shown
The sound of the button tone
9-1-1
Yet, no sound of a gun

She falls to the floor
Wishing for more
The decision,
she isn't sure

We are all falling slowly
Her fate is holy
For, child, do not worry
She is happy now

The girl is a flower
Standing tall
Through this Fall
Filled with optimism, power

The girl is a flower
Sits in the sun
Day is done
Then, she begins to cower

The girl is nothing but a flower
Let the rain be tears
Puddles be mirrors
For this is the final shower

Do I miss the days he is away
Would I come to him when he's astray
Caught when I stare
Do my cheeks start to flare
The touch of a finger
Yet never linger
Send chills down my spine

Don't  you toy with my fragile heart
With a simple word, it could fall apart
You never have a clue
On what to do
Yet, I still love you anyway

Is it Strange

Is it strange that when I look at you all I see is the black and blue
All the hatred that once filled you seems to melt away when you look at her
Recall the times
Kicks and punches the smirks as bitter as limes
I see you,
I see you now laughing as if nothing has ever happened
Is is strange that people don't know the real him
The child that would expose me in a second if he had the chance
The one who wouldn't dare say his feelings
The one who would throw his peelings in delight and content
If it meant he had to move from his placing he would refuse
Amuse the others around you with all of my flaws
Do you know I'm here
Is it strange that you have so many friends when you won't even bother to make the mends of the others who have left
Leave them falling behind in their own blood and tears
Cause I beg of you,
Look in the mirrors
I have fallen in love so many times
That love ,
That love quickly faded as you shove me down those cold stairs
That love that never really had its chance
That love that was always pushed down by thousands of emotions and nonexistent sadness that you are filled with
Is it strange I am sent home to cry yet you go with your happiness set high
All the words ever said
All truth has fled
I lie in my bed
I wonder
I wonder if you remember me
Ah, she...
Braces and that big smile
Full with denial of this terrible world
She just twirled and kept on walking
Quite the dreamer
Is it strange that now all the dreams have been ****** away
Her luck is now fading
Is it strange she used to to cut
Shut out by everyone in her mind
She now dresses darkly
She thinks all eyes are looking towards her
Disapproval
Is it strange,
Is it strange we have both changed
A quick glance in the hall
Extended leg to fall
Now, if hit by a playground ball she could simply break
Is it strange she is now a snowflake
So delicate
To land on a mitt
Quickly melt away in shyness
Falling slowly to her death
Is it strange that the girl now sits
She sits alone typing away
Is it strange that I see that boy
Only every day

fewer scars
faith in stars
and a slight will to live!

an addiction came and left
I'm told its for the best
though, now I have no friends.

to my surprise,
and his demise,
I'm now in love with a man!

things aren't great,
but times are better
and I think I'm here to stay.

Here's an ode to the
Oh- that feeling in my stomach
when you turn it
upside down
inside out
through my mouth came words
and now suffer under your sea of humility

I know it's hard to see me,
It's getting harder to speak
when they don't have the time to
hear my cries,
to wait for my mistakes-
No.
I take it back.
No.
I never said a thing.

The boy who got better
The boy who never cried
His request if form of letter
All feelings set aside

To see that boy again
Past and Futures must we mend?
I miss him so
I miss him more
To fall on the floor,
For who would come running

Hug me dear,
Oh, hug me close
For only God knows
What future holds
For two, suffered, friends

Not much has changed, has it?
Same friends, though some have passed-
all the same, as they last.
Some still hanging by their thread,
some thought better of when they're dead.

Don't you flounder further fish!
The one you want is one you've missed.
Track back
           find his contact.
He asked for 10,
           give him 30
He's given more in the end...

A river of tears
An ocean of pain
For the quaking fear of something mere
Can fill my empty mind
How long have I been waiting here  
For the past is almost near
So the future starts to sneer
My time is not worth wasting

I have learned that love can wait
I have learned that love is fate
I have learned that love is fake
I have learned that love is a chance you take

I have learned that love is blind
I have learned not to trust, arms behind
I have learned that love can die
I have learned that love is a tie

I have learned, but many things
I have learned that those who sit on wooden swings,
Faint,
Lonely in the shadows...

Baggy clothes and braces
Socks with printed laces
Along with sweatpants to cover
What was given by your mother
A putrid odor
Burned into skin by a motor
A face rounded at sides
Little girl, splashes in the tides

Shirt over swimsuit
Looking for pirate's loot
Unaware that she looked like a princess
Protruding dress
Her hair a mess
I think that she's beautiful

Though, God forbid they know
She had a face, she'd not dare show