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Somedays it's way easier just 2 disconnect from society ...days like this when nothing goes right & the overwhelming idea comes n2 play that ur pissing off everyone u come n contact wit...or the...
Nothing I say comes out right, I can't love without a fight, no one knows my name, when I pray for sun it rains.
*Bad language. You don't even know what's real. You're cold like metal stainless steel. With no flaws, you're the real deal. You can touch, but you can't feel. And I'm guilty because I feel too much.
When I look in the mirror, I hate what I see. Disappointment staring back at me. Let down myself, my family and my savior. I am everything I hate, everything I fear.
My feet nailed to the ground. And I wont make a sound. You can't break me, you never will. Keep pushing me, I will stay still. I have this fire burning deep inside of me.
Words and music by larry brewer This is to inspire my friend who's died from cancer x Love you James bask Well I'm tired of putting on this wig and taking all these pills Tired of my friends...
Don't let them break you. Don't let them tell you who you are. Doesn't matter where you come from, You'll always have a floor to sleep on.
She was only 10 when a demon attacked her body. They broke her apart. This demon's name was anorexia. Her life fell apart. Her friends walked away, as fast as her weight loss. Her lowest was a 58.
I looked up in the darkness Lying in my bed Lonely, lost and broken All my tears were shed The things that I once lived for Pale in comparison To what I steal and beg for The wrongs that I have done.
Something I wrote like a (mental note no. 2) when walking back from school. --------------------------------- Rain. The little miserable droplets. Rain only symbolises one thing to me- tears.
If you haven't felt this Then there's no way you can speak Don't tell me how you understand Don't tell me I am weak This feeling of despair I feel Is unique to me I don't want your well meaning...
As the race gets faster,. I get slower,. Drifting back,. Way behind the main pack,. I don't want to run,. So fast,. under the burning sun,. I just want to walk,. Leisurely,. so I can talk,.
Chills down my leg that crawl up to my spine. Sippin' on some rum to better pass the time. Good friends with good laughs, Trying to let the memories pass.
There's a better man in me. Fighting to come out. He doesn't like what others see. A vision of hate and doubt. He's the one with all the joy. He's the one that laughs.
Could you open up the door.
I don't feel right. That feeling i get. It's a feeling that seems like I can't do anything about it. I feel like something horrible is about to occur.
Hello and welcome to my very first diary. If your reading this then you must have found my keys.... By the way, these are MY feelings and thoughts.
#Fear #emotion On the outside I stand strong, So trust me as I say, It's hard for me to write this post, But I'll admit these here today: I'M AFRAID of darkness, That overwhelming black, Sitting in...
Broken Wandering My mind Left pondering Only solution Keep walking on No one notices As I'm an ex-con No home Or place to be So I venture alone On the streets Abused a child I was set...
Rain, rain, leave me be. I've been through enough as you can see. You've left me so battered and bruised, why is it me who you abuse. I'm so sick of all the pain. Rain, rain, rain.
@sjw #emotioncontest Hot rage, Burns through, Turn the page, Must get you. Not calming down, I am mad, So you must frown. I will make you sad.
Ok so I knew I'd put on some weight Just a tad, something I hate But lately I'd been a bit low So to the fridge I would go Eating was a guilty pleasure Just steer clear of a tape measure I didn't...
I'm sorry I'm not perfect, I'm sorry I'm not smart, I'm sorry that I can't be like you; a living work of art. I'm sorry I'm not pretty, I'm sorry I'm not cool.
All drugged up under the sun. Is this what you wanted from life to be a bum. So much potential. Your mind has become confidential. You pretend your okay. But you have lost your mind.