I may not be perfect , nor will I ever be
but I am ok with being imperfect
because no matter what imperfections I may hold
someone will find all my flaws
that are portrayed as Gold

I remember that he was never there.
I don’t even remember him at all
If only if he would have stayed long
Maybe that’s the problem
I don’t remember

You haven't had your first love yet,
I dread the day that you do.
Because I'm afraid I might lose you - love breaks, changes and twists any soul.

I can't protect you from the world because otherwise...
you can't learn - we won't be on the same page.

I need you strong.

A war is coming and I hope to see you by my side.

Your lack of intellect makes me scream,
Cry,
Pull out my hair,
Or maybe yours,
You are not like the Christ figure you pretend to admire,
You don't even care,
You have no desire,
And for an imbecile...
You are good at getting your way,
But you'll regret it,
Just not today.

I’ll always recall the day you left me here to die
I can change I said, let me try
But instead you chose to fly
Your words of rebuke, how they made me cry

I am sick; it’s no contrived cliché
My mind is in disarray
My heart languishes in decay
But you don’t see it that way
To you it’s all made up; a sick game I play

Already it’s been over a year
I’m all but forgotten, I fear
You are far, no longer near
But, though I lie, I love you dear

You’ll always be my brother
We come from the same mother
I loved you like no other
But with me you won’t bother
It reminds me of my father

she is the devil
always ******* on about her crap
doesn't understand the commoner's way
thinking she should be #1
***** her and her ****
let her have fun in hell
freaks like her deserve worst things