what a beautiful
tragedy
my love for you,
so strong,
it can destroy
my very
core
...
I'm hopeless.

How do I convince my hand not to
stab me?
Every night i slit my wrists
with the blades they gave me,
I tear my heart open to make it a misery
Death isn’t my muse
Yet it chases my words till i cant breathe
My scars burn with agony
as their words choke me with cruelty
O dear tell me how do I convince my
hand not to stab me?
      
                                            ~pranalee

May i die in my sleep,
for the words I’ve been told.
Their Blades are stained with my blood.
Harsher words don’t stab me anymore,
But the emptiness does
Before i cut my heart open
I wish they would **** me
While i sleep soundly

You're hot and cool, you are my muse
You hate tattoos but you like *****
Your shape is awesome, you are fit
Your belly's ripped a little bit

All dudes are sad coz they are dumped
They've been rejected so they're numb
All women hate you coz you're great
They are so sad, it is their fate

They hate to watch how all the men
Look at your **** and chest again
But you don't care what women think
You've come for joy and other things

The Earth is better when you're here
Enjoy your life without fear
You are the best, do what you want
Dance like a crazy, coz you're young

For anyone who needs to hear it
For anyone who cries at night
For anyone who who dries their tears
On saying "I'm alright"

For anyone who's in their head
And thinks they're not enough
Who worries about their body size
And ever finding love

The world is going to beat you down
To teach you to stand back up
But just because the world is cruel
It doesn't mean give up

You're so much more than your struggles
You're stronger than your grief
You're more beautiful than you'll ever know
So stand up... Use your feet

Walk right through that fire
Stand so you'll be seen
The world needs to see you glow
But just in case bring burn cream