Why is there a good
in goodbye?
Because there's always a reason behind one.
Everyone will ask you why,
and all you can say is babe,
you don't see things from my perspective.
I could leave,
but never without a reason
Don't hurt me,
don't use me,
don't bother me,
don't come to me crying at 1 a.m
because she isn't me
and I won't leave
there's plenty of reason
reason that you will never see,
because you can't see through my eyes
and I don't have to explain a **** thing to you
I'm not obligated
There's a reason there's a good in goodbye babe
you'll just never see them

Music.
One little thing
keeps a while society going.
Little people trying to find a home,
finding solace in the notes
that dance through their ears.
Lose yourself slowly;
find yourself faster.
Music is a home.
A home for the broken,
A home for the happy.
A home for the scared,
A home for the fearless.
A home for I,
a place I'll never leave.
Music,
What awaits me in my heaven;
and keeps me going through my hell.

You say you’re here
You’re not, not at all
You’re falling apart
Desk against the wall
Screeching as you plop down
Your hand raised as your name is called
You look like you’re about to fall
A face missing all emotion
Hands with profoundly visible veins
Tired eyes,
a deceitful smile
Asked if you’re okay,
you reply with a simple “I’m fine”
And maybe you are
Maybe you just stayed up a little too late
Pushed a little too far
Maybe you’re hurting,
Maybe no one knows
Maybe it’s your secret
Kept behind closed doors

Don’t mind me. I’m just your heart, seeing things your eyes never could.
I’m just your eyes, gazing into blank space, tears threating to spill over.
I’m just your hands, shaking at your thoughts.
I’m just your face, devoid of all emotion.
I’m just your mouth, pretending to be happy, twitching as I smile.
I’m just your heart, slowly disintegrating and falling apart.
I’m just your soul, spiraling deeper into nothingness.
I’m just your mind, pushing you farther away from all you’ve ever wanted.
I’m just your stomach, craving food you don’t want.
I’m just your dreams, giving you peace of mind for a little while.
Don’t mind me, I’m the songs you love.
I’m the food you love.
I’m the drinks you drink.
I’m the one who loves you unconditionally.
I’m your honest moments.
I’m your vulnerability.
I’m the one you love with all your heart.
I’m the moon you look at through the night.
I’m the poetry you write, the words you say.
You are what you love, not what’s wrong with you.
You are the love in your heart.

Things are going to change
for the better
I can't keep going on with friends that only hurt me
and grades continuously dropping
I'm going to try so much harder
in everything I do
and not just lay in bed
all day
wondering what's wrong with me
I'm going to try to get better
and hopefully,
I'll do.

So tired of fighting
every night
having my music on high
just trying to get through the night
wrapped up in a blanket
eight times my size
So tired of almost losing you
every night
it's like we're singing the same tune
over and over.
So tired of being told I told you so
by everyone who ever said you were bad for me
So tired of being called stubborn
for wanting to find out myself
what you were like
So tired of being in this state
every night
So tired of getting ******
at every little thing.
So tired of your jealousy,
that has no place.
So tired of being told not to talk to any of my friends,
because you're scared to lose me
but the words you say late at night
when sleep is avoiding you
and your actions mean anything but
So tired of arguing every night,
with my music up so high.

Why the hell am I crying now,
everything is going so well.
So why do I have tears streaming down my face,
when I know I shouldn't?
Why do random bouts of self hate hit me,
at 12:25 am
when I should be asleep,
In bed?
After a full day of it pounding down
it decides to visit some more,
at the worst times
as I thought I was getting better,
at 12:25 am
hours before I should be awakened.