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They'll say it's wrong to feel so right. Maybe we shouldn't shine so bright. You've got me glowing with affection. With it comes the offer of protection. So what if we're not that conventional.
I am a smiley jellyfish As wobbly as can be Can you see all my little friends Floating next to me.
THE dress is the best, It's wonderfully pretty, But I need a good rest, So when I wear it I'm witty.
Crushing battles deep inside, Fighting rage with an even face. Despite the persuasions of hate and pride, Suppress, distract, for an easier place. Never hate, but tolerate, Let the anger arrive late.
Her cries never seem to stop, the night only brings dread, beaten by the one she loves, nearly left for dead.
I can't believe you would do this, have sex with my best friend, my anger boils over, my emotions to hell you send.
You can never understand me, our eyes never meet, it's like I'm walking along, down a cold empty street.
They look so good together, their smiles are just so fake, as if they needed to impress, like a political position is at stake.
What were you thinking, these are not dress pants, I guess you think it is cool, I will beat your ass back to fashion school.
I wish that you could hear me I wish that you could believe me I wish that you treated me better and you did not yell at me I wish you did not put me down or try to make me feel less than myself.
I rehearsed this in my head As God is my only audience I rehearsed this in my head So I know the words to say when we meet again I rehearsed this in my head.
I run to you as fast as I can. I run to you because I'm scared. I run to you on this land. I run to you unprepared. You caught me. You protected me. You saved me from myself.
I just don't know anymore This time it's really done I guess I shouldn't have believed you When you said I was the one.
In the corner of a busy room. Gathering dust. Is a girl, yes a girl. Destroyed by lust. In her time, she was beautiful. She loved the odd kiss and hug. She had many lovers which she never loved.
The sky glistened a winter grey,. Beckoning children to come out and play,. The snow so thick it draped the fields,. Ignoring the fact the grass was concealed,.
When the moon is full,. The street lights dim,. A shadow will flicker,. It's him. When the cats eyes glare,. The cars flash by,. A man will be there,. In the corner of your eye.
I need inspiration about things to write. I need to see a new light. No inspiration means heartbreak and tears I need to write and see new things But no inspiration is inspiring me.
Forgotten and pushed to the side, my creations throw me to the wind, they feel no shame in their daily sin.
Tied in a room, left for dead, the leather restraints cut deep, into the flesh of my head. Taken against my will, a life not worthy to save, a breeze adds to the chill, the blackness of this grave.
A quick glimpse before I go out the door, another busy day in store. They smile as I wave goodbye, the small young girl begins to cry.
I wrote this for my nephew, who is doing time.
I'm what you created, a shell with no soul. I'm what you destroyed with one single blow. I'm what people see because of what you have done. I'm who people use and take advantage of.
Soon we will all be replaced. Soon I'll be just another face. Soon I,ll be all erased. Nothing seems to catch you eye. Even when I'm high is the sky. I try to say I'm sorry. But I'm not even a worry.
Don't just sit there idly And watch it pass you by Grab a hold with all your might And at least give it a try.