Blue is the deepness of the oceans
Blue is the frailness in emotions

Blue is the touch of winters cold air
Blue are the colors I like to wear

Blue are my secrets locked away
Blue are the melodies of a rainy day

Blue is the color of the mellow skies
Blue is the sadness in my eyes

Blue is the soul of what is dead
Blue are the memories in my head

Blue are the damages left in my heart
Blue are the beauties of what I call art

Blue is the spirit of all my vitality
Blue is the look of my personality

Blue is my life and all that I love
Blue is all I'm made out of

I’m that girl that no one likes.
The one who tries so hard to be liked.
I’m the one who goes to lunch alone.
The one with no one to call.
I’m the girl who always gets one-upped.
I can never just bask in my own success.
I’m the girl who feels like a burden who can’t see through all the *******.
I’m the girl who’s never had a boyfriend.
I’m the girl that no one wants to date.
I’m the girl that is seen but isn’t.
I’m just that girl.

Bored of the land and all on it

Wondering what lies above that above me.

A field of blue with tufts of white like little cushions for gods .

Off to another plane  where the irregular is regular .

May be in the clouds there are no worries .

May be in the clouds there are no fears

A promise of heaven a promise of peace Free of hurt and filled with bliss

Now I envy the dead *** they don't feel

Calmly laying there after a life spent
Souls headed for the clouds

Forever starts where life ends .

Misunderstood in a world of the regular

My thoughts stay odd when theirs stay similar
  
Imaginations with more loops and hoops than a circus

They call me weird some call me crazy
In a world of my own

At least here I'm king with citizens spawned from my twisted thoughts

Loved by few understood by none

Still not as lonely as they think

Not insane yet on the brink

Time is passing by
Seconds are ticking on
Every moment that passes
Is a moment spent alone
Alone in a room of silence
With nothing but loud and chocking thoughts
Alone without your presence
I watch the clock tick on

My life is coming closer to an end
Yet my soul still awaits the day
The day when life will be a joyful ride
The day when everything that comes along wouldnt have to be faced alone
Instead, with you
But for now, I have to bear the voice of my thoughts, and my lonely soul