i long for the day
when i actually have to tell someone, "go away"
i yearn to say
"leave me alone" but they stay with me anyway

The girl who was never seen,
During school throughout her teens.

Lonely longing for a connection,
Only loving was her obsession.

Any show of slightest act of ordinary kindness,

Made her glow with brightness, distracting her with temporary blindness.

Overwhelmed and grateful,

Though deep down, she knew strong emotions like these can lead to feeling,

So compelled and painful...

Again being used to occurrences of blissful happiness,
In the end she sees disappearances, feeling fearful and never ending resentment.

Bliss only to last for what feels like a few minutes,
She's living in the past clinging to what she misses.

As she grew tired of this cycle and all,
She often knew prior before the final result.

not wanting to go through those days of watching those walk away anymore;
She did less talking,
irritated by their knocking, she ignores.

Thoughts filling her with doubt,
She closes the door shutting them out...

I always miss you, until your here.
Then I just want you to disappear
When your gone I dream about the good times we had
But when you come around, you just bring out the bad
So go away so my heart can miss you, please don't stay
I just so want you to go away
But in my mind, times with you are marvelous
And your always romantic, and spontaneous
When your actually here in my life
Your words just cut me like a knife

The glasses in my room accumulate,
Unlike my self-worth.
Is this just a game to you?
I've loved you since the first
Second,
Minute,
Hour,
Day,
My misery was gone,
You made it go away.
But you rub this wound harsher
than anyone has rubbed one before.
And I know you know I'm hurt,
but you just treat me like a *****,

I'm hurting and I know you know!
You've made it abundantly clear.
You've talked about it.
It's practically written on the mirror,
My eyes,
My brain,
My skin,
My heart,
But you still rub it in and it's breaking me apart.

This small world I'm a part of
Will always be too small
Too small for what I dream of.
Everyone, afraid to stand tall.
I'm sick of being pushed around
Like a little girl who plays.
I'm tired of being expected always
To smile and nod for days.
Why are they all blind?
Why on earth can't they see?
They say I'm "one of a kind".
But certainly it can't just be me.
Just me who wants to escape this place.
And run as far away as I can.
From the people who smile
Then turn their backs
Surprised that I'm not their number one fan.
I'm sick of being belittled.
Pushed around, misunderstood.
So get me out of this place.
So I can escape for good.

I like it loud.
You turn it off.  
Why don't you go?
You stand in shock.
I want to dance
You make me stop
You ruin us.
I stare at the clock.
All I can say
Is just get out.