Laugh, Joy, Happy, Enjoy, Fun
Emotions a child should show
I am a child in mind and heart
Who wishes these emotions
Could be hers
Why can't I stay a child?
I am still young
Shouldn't I be treated as such?
Why should I act like an adult?
Why should I answer questions
You're suppose to answer?
Why come to me?
I still watch cartoons
I still love fairy tales
So why am I suppose to be your
Therapist
I have things to tell as well
So why don't you listen?
Is it because I am a child
You think it won't affect me?
It does
I know everything
Is that your reason?
It is a stupid one
I am a child
And I should be treated as such.

I tell lies to those around me
I confess
I am not ashamed
Of the lies I told
I tell lies to
My mom
My dad
My teachers
My friends
Myself
All for a good reason
I lie
To protect myself
And those I care for

Mornings symbolize
A new beginning
A new chance to make amends
Another day
A new adventure
But that is only when you see the sun
No windows
Closed doors
Lights off
The nightmare that repeats itself
This is the morning
That I wake to see.

Hot and Cold
Soft and Hard
Small and Tall
Light and Dark
White and Black
Good and Bad
If I am good
Then why are bad things
Happening to me?
Does it mean good things
Will happen soon?
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Of course not
That is a myth.
It is not real.
I have seen it.
What life does to you.
I must be weird.
Always smiling.
No matter how much it hurts.

Friends are like gold
But don't sell them
They are hard to find
They have gone though a lot
To become gold
And I treasure them close to my heart
They remind me that I can be loved
They are there when I need them
But because they're gold
I have to be cautious
So I don't ruin them
With my true self.

"You should speak louder."
Have you ever been told these words?
I always try to speak
But no one can hear me.
I am used to it.
Have you ever tried to speak your mind?
Your opinion might not be liked.
That is why I don't speak too much.
Just smile.
It is easier.

We are together but alone
We are from two different worlds
Your is made of paper and ink
Bound together by a cover
Where anything is possible
As long as you make it
Mine is selfish, cruel
Where all dreams can easily shatter
As soon as they were made.
People appear nice
Smiling up at you
But you don't no what they
Think, Feel, Do
If only I can do the impossible
If only I can jump across these pages
And see the world you live in
Where I might be happier
But I can't
So I hold on to the moments that make me
Happy
Without You.