Cinderella, dressed in yella,
went upstairs to kiss her fella,
What she saw there wasn't great,
Prince Charming's got another date.

Jack and Jill went up the hill,
to fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell over and broke his crown,
now he's paralysed from the neck down.

Hickory dickory dock,
the mouse ran up the clock.
Got stuck inside and slowly died,
hickory dickory dock.

Hey ****** ******, the cat and the fiddle,
the cow jumped over the moon.
Cow falls on the cat, and squashes it flat,
his 9 lives were taken so soon.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
how I wonder what you are?
Soon you'll be gone from the sky,
for like my dreams you'll burn and die.

Hush little baby, don't you cry,
'cuz mummy left daddy for another guy.
Daddy's gonna drink another shot,
then drunkenly abuse his tiny tot.

I'm trapped.
Trapped in a bubble.
A bubble of my own cruel thoughts.
A bubble of my own cruel emotions.
Emotions which leave me numb, empty, lonely.
Emotions which pain me so, beating me, slowly.
I scream out for help; but I cannot be heard.
The bubble is invincible, inside it is my own harsh world.
On the outside, others see me.
Or what they think is me.
Their happiness; reflected upon the shiny exterior.
Their happiness; which they think is my happiness.
Although; my happiness abandoned me long ago.
Leaving me to live a joyless life inside the bubble.
A life that doesn't belong to me.
A life that belongs to the bubble.
It owns me.
It rules me.
It hurts me.
Save me. . .

Clowns and bears and bumblebees.
Being lost amongst big trees.
Getting eaten by a shark.
Walking around in the dark.

Blood and bones and all things gory.
That one awful, spooky story.
Giant crowds and tiny spaces.
High up buildings, unusual faces.

Going out without your phone.
Paying off your student loan.
Mortgages, debts and bills galore.
That sudden knocking at your door. . .

Happy Halloween!

Hi there!

Wanna sleep? Too bad!
Are you smiling? Now you're sad!
Party invite? Lets not go!
Suffering? No one can know!

Seeking help? Think again!
Relaxing? Oh remember when. . .
Working hard? Why even try?
Feeling good? Oops, time to cry!

You look pretty? No you don't!
Wanna eat? Well now you won't!
Getting better? Or so you thought!
Will I leave you? Probably not!

1,2,3,4, players gather on the board.
4,3,2,1 roll the dice, the game's begun.
Moving forward space-by-space,
how unfortunate that I'm last place.

I see the others moving,
ahead again-and-again.
1st,2nd,3rd they've got me beat.
I am in 4th, a tragic defeat.

They climb the ladders,going far,
space 50, 51, 52.
Look at me, I'm stuck on 9,
Everyone, please don't leave me behind.

Sooner or later, they reach the end,
celebrations all around, except for me.
Sliding down snakes, time-after-time,
I don't have a chance, victory will never be mine.

Snip, snip, snip,
the scissors slice right through the page.
A pack of paper dolls created,
to now take centre-stage.

One of those dolls are different,
and that doll is me.
I have so many faults and flaws,
my life wasn’t meant to be.

So many bumps and scars,
and a torn-up outline.
I’m covered up with nice bright colours,
to appear like all is fine.

Then we each receive a smile,
so glowing, fresh, and new.
But upon my face she paints a frown,
I’m not like the rest of you.

My sad looks soon stand out,
and they hate my imperfections.
So she takes out a pair of scissors,
to make a few corrections.

My weightless,worthless body,
floats gently to the floor.
As the other paper dolls,
are hung up for all to adore.

I am alone
Alone at school
Alone at home
In my room, on my own.
Alone when I laugh
Alone when I cry
Alone when I want to give up and die.
Alone by night
Alone by day
Alone by hiding myself away
No love, no life, just my wrist and a knife. . .
I am alone
Alone in life
Alone in bed
Alone with my arm covered in red.
Alone in pain
Alone in need
Alone as I let myself bleed.
Alone when healthy
Alone when ill
Alone when I take one final pill.
I die alone
I am alone