All I can say is
Please, Daddy
I'm nearly old enough
To know
You must know that this
Would make me very happy
So please Daddy
Let me go
Mommy's known him most his life
She knows that he would do me well
And I can tell
That it will show
So please Daddy
Let me go
It's just one night
One hockey game
It doesn't mean that nothing will ever be the same


Now that, I think you know
So please Daddy
**Let me go

does she love me
or not?*
i don't know
i'm not your
******* flower
i have no petals left
for you to pick.

Silence.
A heartbeat forms--
Sudden.
Blood red with trembling sinews
Sweet and savory,
Luscious in its potential
And waiting
Impatiently
For someone
To come and to grip it
And break it
Into thousands of pieces.

She's that bad idea that comes up
The one you regret but like it or not
She's left an imprint on my heart
She left memories in my mind
It's hard to find another and replace
You can't always chase what the heart want
From one path to another the environment changes
There are things you like and hate
Somethings are a give and take
You don't lose faith believe its real when it was fake
The day you let go from holding on to find there's nothing left or there to catch the crashing heart
Broken hearts flowing tears trust is gone hatred strong
The heart want to be pure and fir give
Don't torture yourself make it hard to live
Move on and with time away the heart will heal
Beat with out struggle find true love and cuddle
Eyes of beauty smiles of completion souls unite
One day things will feel and go right
New experiences new place new ppl to see smiles on the couples faces

People say they relate to your problems, but instead of seeking their comfort you just push them away. It's funny how when you want to be alone, is the time when you need people the most.

Confusion is so dizzying, you feel lost and helpless, you feel the weight of the world crash around you, louder than thunder and stronger than the tide.

You feel useless and helpless; you are nothing more than a broken toy cast in the corner.
Few really truly care for the lost and scared.
You are smart and bright and beautiful but no one really notices.
In the end of the day we are all diminished to numbers, scores, gpas, grades.

Sometimes I feel people don’t really care for the person  or the individual and the world has become so mechanical and cold; yet people wonder where all the love in the world has really gone. Love is when you see past the imperfections, the mistakes.

As people we strive for the best but when you fall you are just seen as weak and you are trying to get back to a place where you can confirm to yourself that you are worth something.