Shes beautiful
She has light brown hair
Clear tears
And ripped jeans
Not a chance with her
She's occupied with autumn
One say in loving her
One life becomes depressed and rejected
I must wait to say it
I must wait to feel it

Dreams are meant to be good
Sleeping was better with dreams
But my dream wasn't expected
My father died
I couldn't live without him
He's saved me from killing my self
He's saved me from society
His blood all over me
Dripping with pain
His cries for help
I couldn't bare this anymore
Woke up crying
Asking for help
Yelled for my dad
He ran and told me
"I'm here baby, I'm here."

Wild mustangs running free
"Mother, when will I be free?"
She looked at me and paused
"Don't you feel free now?"
What does she think of me?!
I'm not free!
I can't run around being happy
I can't have a saying in anything for my environment
But my loved one is free
Sven is free
He runs and plays with his other friends
He gets to be with ones who care about him
Will I be free like him?
Someday I will be free.

I never thought it could come back
The sadness and emptiness it grabbing me with their claws
Tearing up my soul
I gave you all I had
You told me once I'm at the edge you'll be gone
But now you've won
I was cheated on by you
You're the reason I'm dying slowly and losing everyone I had by my side
I'm now dead and I'll never forgive you
Your coming back and I can't stop you

Her body is like a flower.
When someone touches her sweet soul, her petals fall and rot.
I'm here to save her from rotting all the way.

Have you ever heard that song?
"Row row row your boat, gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily. Life is but a dream."
Yes life is but a dream
A dream that I'm not living
I don't have a life apparently
Because of society ruling over me
No social skills taking my name
Fear taking my face
Not being able to be myself
I have to live a "dream" that everyone expects
But I have my world
Filled with my words, my thoughts and my actions
It's my world

everyone has different interest
I have interest in horse back riding and people have a interest in ***

Do you see that light?
Coming out of that window?
I see that light more than you do
I isolate myself from many things
From big groups and crowds and even from people I hate
From family members asking about my day or if I have a boyfriend for once
That light is what I have
I even have a bed with warm covers and a desk full of homework that was suppose to be done a week ago
I'm stressed out and alone
And that's not anyone's fault
ITS MY FAULT
Only I can fix that by leaving the room full of darkness and that one beam of light shining out of that window
But the problem is
It's only me
No ones helping or understanding
Well I guess I'll just stay in my room

I feel weird
Empty walking
Not talking
Just existing not living
Well maybe I don't exist
I'm just someone
Empty walking
Not talking
Just existing
As I said, not living
I don't feel
I'm numb
Just existing.