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So long and goodnight. You're gone but it's alright. I'll let the candle burn. One day It'll be my turn. No tears shed tonight. Peace is shinning bright. I'm done with sad.
#100days When do we need solace, When for it do we seek. When we are angry, Or tired, sore and weak. Seeking solace isn't easy, Not when we are so proud.
#100days Embrace the night Welcome the dark Lit only by a single spark. Walk tall in darkness Feel no fear While that single spark is near.
I know I'm not cute, I know I'm not smart, I know that I'll never Create the perfect piece of art. I know I'm too small, I know I can't dance, I know that I sometimes Go into a trance. But...
Prod me, poke me, Torment me if you dare. But push things too far And you move within my lair. For though I may be patient, And take things on the chin, It would seem I have a dark side...
Here I am, standing strong Resolute, I can't go wrong Grounded for what I believe No regret or hope to grieve I will stay, unswerving, here Never let the shadows near Never let them pull me down In...
Against all the bad around you. Turn your back for just a moment. And smile. When you feel down and afraid. Look the fear in the eyes. And smile. When all seems hopeless and sad.
Away with the wind I soar, My life in my death has been glorified, Im thirsty for life I want more, But Ill see you on the morningside, For you must break through the night, You must put up a...
I may not be perfect, I may be skinny, Just because i have my own personality, You don't need to class me as 'weird', Just because i'm smart, It doesn't make me a nerd, No matter what you say,...
I'm stronger, I'm tougher but life seems rougher. Things are really bad I spend the day staring at my shoes. But lifting my chin to look at the sky makes me stronger than I knew.
I will look at the sky With a smile and a sigh I will wake everyday Knowing all is ok I will be inwardly proud Never saying out loud Of the things I went through If only you knew...
I walk along a long mysterious road, I don't where it ends, or begins. I walk alone, only my shadow follows. Sometimes I stop; I get so distracted by the beauty around me.
To stand at the flaming gates of hell, feeling terrified, an empty shell, while the dark armies of demons, flying towards you, yell their dark omens.
In the fires of defeat we are reborn again, Like a meditational, painful, kind of Zen. We lost this battle but not the war, But on the side of victory you can't see what I saw.
I think of my revenge And how I'd like to destroy The one who thought I'd break Like a little unwanted toy Sorry to disappoint my love But you're wrong yet again I'll survive the breaking I'll...
Child of the wilderness. Born into emptiness. Learn to be lonely. Learn to find your way in darkness. Who will be there for you. Comfort and care for you. Learn to be lonely.
In my chest are pins and needles, My hands and feet are painfully numb. My mouth is sewn tightly shut, Stopping the words upon my tongue. My eyes, I'd rather were blind, My heart is split in two.
You know, I sometimes feel myself falling deeper and deeper in to this deep dark hole, i feel nothing i do will help me find the way out, it's almost like I'm suppose to stay in the dark and all...
Time for me to be me Time for a new beginning because I know in the end I'll be winning.
It doesn't matter who we are...it matters not who others see in us, how much ever they may love you or you may love them. And neither is it, who people think you are going to be.
I may not be perfect. I'm not the prettiest, the smartest, the tallest. But I'm ok with that. I have my own style that nobody is gonna change that, no matter how hard they try.
They told me I couldn't, so I proved them wrong. They recited their speeches while I sang a song. Told wicked lies to move me to tears, So I opened up and showed them my fears.
Real name: Rock Bottom. I'm Writing this because I've been there more than once and every time I have, I imagine this.
You can’t judge a person with a measuring rule. Insecure people; hate that I’m tall, it bruises their ego while cramping their cool, they try to belittle: yet they are so small.