Blood!!
Something to show you are human
Interesting isn't it?
Those that you love want you to bleed

Why is blood red?
Too scientific
Why do I feel dead?
Too spiritual

Antarctica is known for it's cold
As I'm known to be rude
Mars is known for it's holes
Just like my mood

Blood flows through you
Inside the veins
But it can **** you
And take the reins

What do I do to me?
To make me not bleed?
Do I change myself for thee?
What do you need?

Life is scary
For those drowning in their own blood
It is unlike a cherry
That is growing from a flower bud

It is like the heart overstimulating
Waiting for the right time
It is like trying to over evaluate
While dying in the mines

It is careless that people bleed
Unless you force yourself to cut
What is the point of our need?
When we feel like part of a hunt

Where is our feeling
In times of gain
When do we start healing
During out times of pain

We grow up too quickly
And our blood flows freely
When death is round the corner
The blood stops flowing forever

What are they?
How do you get them?
Are they made?
Are they bought?

I loved and I lost
I ran and I lost
I left and they turned to moss
I rang but they didn't answer the bell

Some don't have friends
Some have company
Some of them lends
Some just do laundry

Are they rude or nice?
Are they loved or hated?
Do they make you feel safe or scared?
Do they care or ignore?

Finding the right people is hard
Finding one's your parents like is worse
We normally put up our guard
Or even use the code of morse

Do these people match my personality?
Do they like me for me?
Do they want me to change for the better or worse?
Do they have a heart to lend to me?

Do they even want me around?
Or am I being used?
Do they care about my dreams?
Or are they going to use that against me?

What is the point of me looking?
If I'm just going to be found broken
Can they see me sulking
If so are they using it as a token?

'Life isn't fair'
But what does that mean
Can I never find someone that's dear?
And be able to have a shoulder to lean on

Why do i prefer books over people
Fights over peace
Introverts over extroverts
Fake over truth

My life is hard
Maybe someday I will find the right person
And not some ****
Who will use me for arson

I remember my name
But I don't remember my pain
I remember my age
But I don't remember why I'm in this cage

I remember my parents
But I don't remember my presents
I remember my lies
But I don't remember my prize

I remember my interactions
But I don't remember my actions
I remember my clothes
But I don't remember my shows

I remember my losses
But I don't remember my traumas
I remember my food
But I don't remember your grace

I remember your voice
But I don't remember you rejoice
I remember your footsteps
But I don't remember your stress

I remember your embrace
But I don't remember your mistake
I remember your footsteps
But I don't remember your stress

You left so randomly
And left me with a broken heart
You spread blasphemy
To try and tear us apart

So I have a question for you
And you must answer truthfully
Did you have someone new?
Or did you leave moodily?

Whatever the reason was
Life will still go on
With or without you
This is goodbye now and forever

The scars on my arm still linger
Though the days are bitter
I used to feel like a tiger
But now I feel no better

My life is in shambles
My scars are my story
I have no need for candles
When all I'm doing is mourning

I want to be better
But I have no peace
Could I join the meta?
Where I would have no lease

The scars in my heart are growing
My tears have stopped flowing
I am like a flower that needs watering
But who will watch as I grow

Have I really given up?
If I had I would have been dead
I feel like I am dump;
With a body and no head

Being bullied should make you stronger right?
Then why'd it make me weaker
Am I not bright enough?
Am I no longer eager?

I feel like I'm a monster
Does my past change that?
I feel scared for the future
Is there something I should be doing?

Life is too short to cry
But sometimes it is alright
Sometime life give you light
You just have to find the right one

The scars on my arm still linger
The scars in my heart still stay
But it's alright
Because I am still breathing the air in this world

Talking is too much energy
So the silence creeps in
Living is too much
So I try to leave

Anger is too much energy
So I bottle it inside
Feeling is too much
So I close them away

The tears are too much
So they end up drying
The noises are too much
So I shut them out

The pain is too much
But I still make more
The heartbreak is too much
So I lock my heart

The truth is too much
So I shut my tongue
This love seems unknown
So I say no

The people are too much
So I build up walls
The activities are too much
So I become alone

I feel discarded
So I drown myself in books
I feel unenergetic
So I do my thing

Everything is too much
So I want to let go
But I can not let go
Although I feel I won't be missed

Being me is too much
So I fake my smile
Good luck to those
Just like me