people don't believe when i say i have a superpower,
one that i quite love when i need it but sometimes i hate it when i wish to be noticed,
no one notices me unless i speak to them,
my quiet voice,
a 'sorry' 'excuse me' 'thank you' became a reflex,
like dodging a ball that i so very fear,
i can be invisible rather i wish or not,
its quite a lot,
to explain,
maybe it is a bit lame,
but i'm invisible rather i want to be or not

everyday i would sing
rather it be a note or a full song
someday i was going to be a singer
it was my destiny i heard my parents say

however, as i grew older kids start to tease me
they started to realize my voice wasn't following my imagination
i could write a song
but my voice was not fit for it
they said

i slowly stopped singing to others and hid in my room
where i would sing riptide to just me, myself, and i

i remember it clearly
when someone asked me to stop singing
because i sounded so cringey
i tune my voice down
just like i always do

started to get anxiety over singing on a stage
even though i loved it
adored it
i let their words get stuck in ears' cobwebs

everyone has at least one person that did something
they left a mark on you for the good
she told me one thing

"i like your voice because when you allow it, you can sing like a angel but your expression is what amazes me, you seem so happy."

now i'll never stop
because of those words
you can scream at me to stop
however i won't
for my voice is not your's to control but mine to wield
and i'll sing when i please

i can't understand what it means to be lovers anymore,
you left me bewildered,
you said that we were friends being stupid,
instead of being lovers,
we were killers,
killing ourselves,
together

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i thought,
i thought i cared for you gently,
treated you like a diamond,
never raised my voice,
i thought i didn't smother you,
but in the end,
i could not control,
the words that escaped your mouth when you said,

                "its over."

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lets play strangers,
and be losers together,
but when the day ends,
we'll shall forget everything,
to go back to **** and nerd.

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little raven,
why you leavin?
why you leavin your home?
you dropped your phone,
in mid-flight,
leaving behide,
a note and a black feather,
of betrayal.

ba-dump
ba-dum- crack.

    do you hear that?
a lover's scream
do you see the way he seems?
a heart that has been broken but still lingers,
   aching for gentle hands to hold it,
to care for it,
yet I'm afraid,
      when a heart breaks,
                you'll have to go through utter hell,
until someone bothers to love you,
to heal you.