living under your torture
i couldn't do anything but believe it
walking
into your trap
saying i didn't belong here
i'm just too different

you won't steal my light this time
but you can try and try  
broken a thousand times
i guess now i'll bend
after all that you've done
thinking you're number one
in my eyes
i've won the prize
and i'm still alive

The day I realize that
There is no end of this
Suffering, I accepted it
In that pain I became aware
with a dark face of life
I regret for it
I wanted to end this life
Acceptance of this pain
Made me fearless
Suffering doesn't bother me
anyway
It makes me stronger
So that I can fight
In the battlefield of life...

Sometimes you make me happier than anyone else
Sometimes you hurt my soul
Sometimes, sometimes.....
No, all the time I love you so much more than time
Sometimes you make me feel so loved
Sometimes I feel like I'm not enough
Sometimes, sometimes
I wonder if you'll always be mine

Sometimes I think to much about you and I
Sometimes I have to wonder why
Why this feeling in my heart
Grows with the doubts in my mind
Like weeds that destroy the flower beds

Sometimes the weeds win
Overpowering the flowers
Sometimes the flowers prove stronger
Snuffing out the weeds
Will our love be stronger than my doubts like the beautiful flowers beating the weeds?

I want one that loves me
That isn't just related by blood
But spirit

I want a family
I can trust
One that will support me
Through ups and downs

And if you say you love me
Then turn your back on me
For something
You don't want me to be

Then I don't care what you say
Because you don't actually
Love me

And it's time
We go our seperate ways

Sometimes it
Feels
Like
All
You
Say
Is
That

I love you

And I don't wanna
Live with all this
Hate

That's why I'm walking away
Thank you for the shame

And I want you to love me for who I am
And you're my family
Only if you don't hate

Blood
Never meant we're the same
Just because we share the same name
But that's finally
Changed

You can't be my real family
If all you do is

Hate

I can live with pain
But I can't live with

Your name

i don't know if my outsides are cold
or inside.
this heart always shivers
when it hears a name.
i am a body which never felt warmth
i am someone who controls their wrath.
i see the enemy with the coward's heart on their cloth
even when i am cold
every battle is meant to be fought.

If you're having a problem to someone

The best solution for that is to

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People just don't understand that my scars are part of what make me who I am,
I may have created them out of foolishness,
but they were debated over agony in the purist.
You may look at me differently because of them,
and of course I understand that,
they are not what make me pretty, nor friendly.
But they remind me that I am not always correct about everything.
They remind me that pain is real.
That I can feel whatever I want to feel in this insane world,
and even though I did make them myself,
I can remember the pain that was felt that in fact inspired them.

and now late at night when the silence creeps in,
I cannot sleep because I remember back then.
and the pain that you dealt may have been done in secret,
but either way you knew that I would hear it, and I will not say a word of hate towards you,
because we were small people in the middle of the sea.
And when I look down I have a constant reminder of that,
but I am stonger now, because of all the tears you caused me to cry.
I will stand taller now, because of your cruelties towards me.
I'll know not to cry next time.
Because in that situation it made things worse.