There's alway this glass, this screen, this wall
I can still feel the call
Fearful of the fall

Still I fight on, trying to break through
As bearers grew
I act the fool
With myself always in a dual

So no matter who wins
I will remain penned
I will remain dead
For my soul holds nothing but dread

Will you take me for a ride
Blast the radio, as around the curves we slide
Will you listen to my story
Hold me tight when it gets gory
Will you be there, guide me
When in the darkness I can't see
Will tell me everything will be all right
You'll stand by me wail I fight
Will you bake me a cherry pie
When I have a sweet tooth, put a smile in my eyes



That's ok
You can go away
I'm to broken
The Lord has spoken
My edges are to sharpened
Only demons harken
I would only slice you apart
That would break my heart

That first drink I took I
Regret
It was only a few shots but I
Got ****** off my head
Got so drunk so I could forget
Ecstasy so powerful, a craving so
Raw
Who knew I could break the law?
At 13 this happened
Right when most worried about
Nothing
I stole of my family to fund
Now I live right, but my childhood is
Gone

The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
I thought I had slain
A dragon.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
I felt the pain
Of a gun.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
The walls I did stain
With blood.
The day I took *******.
It felt like a glorious game.
It wasn't.

Walking in the rain of desperation
Drowning in the flood of my situation
Mired in this place by the muddy suction
Shackled in chains to my destruction

Maybe read the Author Note first**

\
I won’t be your Romeo,
in fact I refuse to be.
I’m not what's best for you,
I’m not what's best for me.

//
I refuse to be your princess,
because even I can see
you’re not what's best for you,
you're not what's be for me.

\
You won't end up my Juliette
I don't want you to
I don’t want a perfect girl
You’re just right being you.

//
I don't want a knight in shining armour;
I can wield a sword on my own.
I'm not looking for love,
you're just better than being alone

\
I won’t be your king,

//
I can’t be your queen.

\//
But together...

\                                                    //
You will never be my Romeo.     At least we'll be something.

All I ever wanted was for mommy to say she loved her little boy. To say "I'm proud of you". To look at me without shame. All I ever lived for was to prove my worth to her. To have her recognize me, to say "I love you". To hug me so the demons flee. All I ever longed for, was for a mother. To hold me and say " Don't worry, everything will be OK". Instead, all I've ever received was cold 'love'. I received lonely birthdays, followed by insults and comparison of my younger blood. All I ever received was beatings and rage. The bottle claimed her just as the blade claimed me. All I received was isolation. All I feel now is rage. Rage to her, rage to the world for abandoning me. Rage to my friends for having love, hating then secretly because they're not alone in the middle of a crowd. All I feel is apathy, an indifference to a life that's been unkind to me. I didn't ask to be the monster, so why do they complain when I show all I know? I am just a simple product of society's rejects. All I ever dreamed for, all I ever prayed for, all I ever hoped for, was just to not be alone. But that's all I got, it's all I know.

If you want me to be the one,
Then I won't be...
If you don't I will be on you as a hurricane to land,
I am not an acquisition,
I am your plague that you will love for all of your days,
Dazed... Confused I understand nothing,
Yet everything makes sense,
But we've still forgotten,
I will come unannounced. Unknown. Irrelevant.
But you will surrender to this ailment.
I love you my dear.

Who too? Who too? the owl cries,
As he sees all with his glowing eyes,
Death, Growth, and Life anew,
All the while crying, Who too? Who too?

Alone he sits, with his knowledge vast,
Seeing all wherever his eyes are cast,
But none can relate with his knowledge too,
So he continues to ask, Who too? Who too?