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.
Cry, cry, cry, cry Crying like a baby You cry, she cries, he cries Why Why can’t I cry I want to cry I want to feel human I want to smile I want to live Why Why can’t I cry It’s sad, lonely, despair, dark, empty Cry, cry, I want to cry with you.
You hate the sound Of joyful laughter If I find it funny Is it wrong to laugh With the foe Of my friend Now laughing is Forbidden when about you But it is funny How the words spoken From the fiend are true You fall into the trap Made by words of his And I laugh in the corner At how helpless you are Then you saw Now my only comfort Is also gone This quiet world of mine Can never be filled again
I put decorations on my wall. To fill up the emptiness in my room. To cover the blank white walls And to bring some color into the room. But all that is not true. They keep falling. I put stars on my walls. And they fall. I put butterflies on my walls. But never finish them. There are no windows, No sunlight for them to see. They will wither and die Like my hope years ago, you see.
Roses are bleeding Violets are falling stars No hope is waiting behind bars of your own mind The pictures are moving Shadows are dancing The room is spinning Logic thrown out the window My hands are made of ice Monsters are lurking Brain is melting No where to run My sanity be no more
My house is my Asylum Where I hope to be free Of all the worldly dangers Living around me. Now it is too late. People left the door open. My house is scary. I can't say nothing To those around me. I have to keep smiling. I have to stay strong To carry my asylum with me.
When I walk I wear a smile When I talk I wear a smile When I lie I wear a smile Saying, “I am ok. Everything is fine. I am happy.” When I look at you I wear a mask It is unchanging It is unbreakable But it is old And it is cracking Into a trillion pieces How long will this mask last How long until it breaks And everyone sees the pitiful girl underneath.
Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the girl smiling for all Shattered glass, not smiling for all Hidden scars, tears streak her face Mirror mirror on the wall The truth is the girl is not smiling at all
"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.