She was like a hologram
a figure you could clearly see
but never get a good grasp of
She wandered off into a maze of mirrors
and you stared in awe as you
followed right behind her.
With a frown on her face,
she turned around and gave
you a questioning look.
You couldn't do anything but gaze back.
She shook her head slightly and
continued to explore the illusive room.
You followed right behind her
making absolutely sure that
it was her you were following
and not a mere reflection.
She turned around again,
"Why are you following me?"
with a smirk on her flawless face.
and you blink back.
Why are you following her?
Lost in a trance,
your mind suddenly jolts
you back into consciousness.
You look around,
and she's gone.
Gone
without a trace.
But you know you'd spend a lifetime
waiting for her to reappear.

take my hand and i'll pull you through
to the corners of my mind.

i'll show you around from
my thoughts at ungodly hours
to my biggest fears in life.

from my highest hopes and dreams
to my decisions that are always hit-or-miss

from the moments that make me
feel like the best in the world
to "how did my life turn into this!?"

by the end of the journey
i hope you'd understand
and be a little more kind.

take my hand and i'll pull you through
to the corners of my mind.

outcasts
     in a perfectionist world

struggling
      to    fit
                    in
yet desperate
      to    get
                    *out

he was her source of light
he made her heart sing.
he brought out the beauty in her
that she'd never seen before.
he was her rock
the foundation that encouraged her
to build herself.
to love herself.
they were perfectly imperfect.
outcasts finding comfort in each other.
but the fateful day arrived
when he went away without a word.
left her crawling in the dark
searching for something to hold onto.

he left.

and because of him,
she never had the heart
to sing again.

Abra cadabra.
You played a trick on me.
Disappeared without a trace.

Was I not worth the warning?
Was I just *not worth it for you anymore?

You used me.
Like a toy on a shelf
you only paid attention to
when you were bored.
when it was convenient.
when you had nothing else to spend your time on.

I let you right in,
left the door wide open for you,
yet all you did was rob me
and leave.

If you think I'm going to
put up with you forever
I can't
My patience isn't unlimited
and you used it right up.
I've grown tired of the chase.
I'm done.

It's time I perform a disappearing act of my own.