I see her as I look across the hallway
I watch her work
The way she bites her lip as she writes
Her eyes flick up to yours and you look away
Pretending not to see her

The conversations you have
About crushes is not about her
To your friends
Your one true love is James from maths
Not her

Because you fear what they think
The one word that will ruin your life
******
The word that stings your ears

Something that you wish you could hide
Something you don't want to embrace
Something that kills you inside

So you don't speak to her in the hallway
You don't return her smile
You. Let her think you hate her
You swallow up your pride

Because you don't really know what's happening
Because you have to be sure
Because people's words sting
They hurt
But what do they know
If you don't speak your mind
Then you have no voice at all

Go to pride
Go have fun
Go with your loved ones
Go make your own path

Don't let other people's opinions shape your future. Choose your own path, if you can't find it then it's up to you to make i.

Red is the colour of passion,
The colour she died her hair.
Orange is the colour of a carnation,
So pure and so fair,
Yellow is the colour of Happiness,
The joy and glee in a smile.
Green is the colour of nature,
So fresh and refreshing.
Blue is the colour of sadness,
When you need a helping hand.
Indigo is the colour underneath your eyes,
When you stay up late with those you love.
Violet is the colour of her ribbon,
When she leaves your room at dawn.

Love is beautiful, Love is special.
Don't let it go by you.
COME TO PRIDE
Find yourself

9 YEARS OLD
Daddy told me I'm special, I'm his perfect little girl.
Daddy leaves bruises on my body
Daddy doesn't hit me he says
"it was only a smack"
10 YEARS OLD
Daddy told me that i am slow
If I carry on this way i will never get a job
He moves me to another school
I don't care, at least here they wont make fun of my mum,
11 YEARS OLD
I cant keep up with my school work
the class moves to fast
my father hits, punches and slaps
my father breaks my pencil
i tell my friend that he snapped my pencil
Daddy overhears he says
"don't tell people what happens at home or daddy will go to jail"
I didn't think that what he was doing was wrong
I thought that everyone got this too
12 YEARS OLD
I'm in a school and having lots of fun
Daddy says  to make no friends
that i shouldn't trust anyone
he doesn't hit anymore
he threatens me at home
15 YEARS OLD
I have few friends that know nothing about my home
My parents are no longer together
and i feel completely alone
I have no trust
no family
nothing at all
Daddy tells me i can tell him everything
I tell him how i feel
He hits my wall, i see his eyes turn red
Daddy says
"If you were my son i would his the crap out of you"
because he thinks that its ok
to his a boy but not a girl
and that is not ok.

i want to die
i cant go on

I look him in the
eye this is not my Daddy
this is a man, who i have never known

He thinks im going to **** myself
so he leaves me with with one thing
The man says
"If you **** yourself, i Will **** myself"
to try to make me feel guilty

it only makes me think that
If my death will result in his
then the world is better off without me

She is a cup of coffee
The way she glides across the classroom to her seat
The way her hair bounces like the foam on top
She is smooth and beautiful
I love the idea of her and her smell
And her rich completion
The way her dark skin feels and the way she talks

She is a cup of coffee
She seems nice on the outside
But after one task
She is bitter, and gives you a good kick
She talks behind their backs and sniggers
She cackles an evil laugh

But in the end
She is the cup of coffee I will never have
The cup of coffee I regret not having

People are tip toeing around me,
I am a bomb waiting to go off.
Unstable,
One false move and I will blow.
Disappointment,
That's my new name as I succeed nothing.
I am on a park bench,
I blew up,
I killed all those I love.
I sit as a tear falls down my cheek,
I sob in silence hoping that someone will find me,
I need help, no one responds to my cry,
They walk past me ask me how I am,
"I'm not fine" I don't say,
Instead I say,
"It's nothing"
Tonight I run home.
Steam fogs up the window as I run a warm bath,
I cry out for help but no one can hear me,
I explode.
I bring the razor to my wrist,
There is no pain as I am numb,
Blood runs into the bath,
I scream for help but no one comes,
One more cut on the other wrist,
10, 9, 8, 7, 6,
Then I see nothing.

I am trapped by my body
Restricted by my skin
You told me not to worry
In this body I don't fit in
I am stuck inside my thoughts
It gets worse day by day
You told me to call all the shots
But I am molded out of clay
Enlisted in you army
Like I don't even exist
You try your best to calm me
But I still persist
I will not let you trap me
I will not enlist
One day you will regret the day
That you let me do this
In my hand there are some pills
I sob as I down 20
I lay down on my bathroom floor
When I close my eyes it stops