Broken and confused
I sit alone watching the world go by
Nobody pays me any attention
So alone I sit
Facing the world by myself

I know what it feels like
To be
pushed,
hit,
Kicked,
laughed at,
to feel worthless
to be told to **** myself
to be late to class just to avoid my bullies
to ask teachers for help and not get help
I hate to say it but if I had the chance to make them pay for what they did, I would

I am not good enough to make you stay. I can tell that you don’t even notice me anymore,all you notice is her. She hurt me in a way that you will never know. She hurt me because I envy her.
I envy everything that you see in her from the way she talks to the way she walks.
Your everything to me but I am nothing to you. I am your bestfriend and you have never thought of me any other way.
Do you remember when you said you liked the way me face lit up when you walk into the room? You made me feel special now I feel like nothing.
Was it all just a game do you take pleasure with playing with my emotions? You act like it never happened I wonder if she knows what she has?
I would love to be him and for you to notice me but I am not him I am nothingness…

Always watching
never noticed
Living through others
Spreading a bit of pain to every life I touched

Do you notice me
Why do people always ask that of themself
I don't understand why people care so much about the way they look,
or
walk,
talk,
weigh,
love,
We should all be fine without being noticed
We should be happy with the way we look, walk, talk, weigh, love

I will still be waiting here for you to return
You will be damaged and broken
But it is the only time you turn to your real friends

Nobody really cares
If they cared then they would say someting
however they stay quite
and watch my slowly die inside
all they have ever said is that I could handle it
well guess what
I CAN'T HANDLE IT ANYMORE

You feel better cutting your woes away?
I see you hide the scars that you can’t help but give yourself.
Falling in the darkness and not having the strength to pull yourself out.
I can’t help but watch as you fall again and blame yourself for something you didn’t do.
How can you help someone up who pushes themselves down? Slowly wishing for death in the darkness of a bathroom.
Crying out for death to take the pain away you mutter I feel better

I live many lies
I love so many that I need someone to remind me who I was
Someone to hold the broken pieces together
To glue the remainder of my heart back together
I need someone to hold me when I can't sit still
I need someone to make me laugh when I am about to cry
I need you

Love is a hand to hold on long car rides
Love is wearing your jacket
Love is hugs before classes
What you did to me was not love
You judged how I talked
You hated my friends
I am not your maid
I will not sit and wait on you hand and foot
I will find real love without you

No one's here to hear my pleas
You said you be back but you never came
A false thread of hope torments me
As I scream out for help your hope has done nothing but plunge me deeper into the water
Finally I stop trying and accept my fate
You were to late
All hope has to eventually deflate

Would you notice
The people dying from hunger if they were on your doorstep
Would you notice
The broken and abused kids if the were sleeping in your bed
Would you notice
The neglected and hopeless pets if they were in your backyard
Would you notice
The hurt and unclean young girls if they were in your living room
Would you notice the people in need of help if they were right in front you face

The heat brushing against my skin
Your words echoing in my head
Your body perfectly built for worshipping with my eyes
Your breathing heavily like the perfect melody
The feeling of heat between my thighs as I look into your eyes and finally claim you as mine

Why can't we all just get along
Aren't we all apart of the same race The human race
I believe that we should be proud of where we came from
I believe that we should all be able to hold are heads up high no matter what we are
I believe that we should be equal in the eyes of others
I believe that we should not be judge by where we came from, but by how we
represent it
I believe that we are all the same no matter what we
look like,
believe in,
come from.
I believe that we are equal

Pain and anger
It feels as if it's not me
I feel like a puppet doing and saying as you command
I feel like a fool only meant to sit still and lifeless until you say otherwise
I am not a human anymore but an object that does and says what I am told to