Trust me you don't care.
It's eleven at night, I cannot sleep. Thoughts drifting through my mind, Cold air crisping my uncovered feet. Night, the moon so bright. Such a peaceful time they say. Yet in my bed I lay.
The story of a sad girl. It goes like this, Tears screaming down her delicate face, slits run down her worn wrists. Life is so hard on such a gentle soul. Pain feels never ending to this little girl.
If you took away my ability to see, Lord, how would I deal. It would bring insight on true beauty, only experiencing pure soul. I could not judge on what my eyes see, for sight is sometimes deceiving.
I believe in a future, A future with you. Though I don't know you, Or what you've been through. Steps will be taken and mistakes will be made, Which will lead you to me.
Cold December drags on. Little boy walking at night, singing his song. The only familiar voice to him, is his own. The cold, damp streets he calls his home. His heart is pure but very strong.
Innocence is dead. Smoke fills her lungs instead. Night to day.. liquor, nicotine, testosterone, her body craves. Sitting on the street corner looking for fun, She said to hell with life..
Fuck me over, shame on me. I'm the fool for thinking that you cared. When true expression lashes out, hates the only emotion there. I believed, you lied. Now you laugh as I cry.
Night approaches, A scream awakes the peace. A mother runs in to see her daughter terrified beyond belief. "Mom, mom.
Love didn't exist in my mind. It was you that made me see when I was blind. You came into my life with your heart.. so gentle, so kind.
Manipulate my mind, Make me fall hard. Let's have the love that they all speak of. The trill seeking passion, The teenage lust, But something that's so much more than us.
Resist the temptation, Resist the pain. You my friend, are not going insane. Let the tough times strengthen you, Let them define who you are. For you are the individual who refused to fall.
Have you ever felt so alone, As if no one could hear. Trapped in your mind, where everything's surreal. Thoughts are twisting and turning paths, leading to dead ends.
If love is patient, If love is blind, Then why is it "wrong" to love the same gender, The same kind. If our country's so fair, So free, Then why can't homosexuals have the same rights as me.
Can I drift into a endless sleep. Filled with dreams and internal happiness, instead of the worlds dread and sorrow. I try and push away the pain but it's caught up by tomorrow.
I feel like I trapped, inside someone I don't know. My soul is swallowed and only my insecurities show. I'm such a dark person, I hate who I am. What happened to my happiness.
Deep inside my depression rises, Flooding me, consuming me, taking over me. Why can't this feeling go away. Happiness is forbidden, It's always shoved away.
We're growing apart, I feel it.. You feel it too. Can we just ignore and push through. Sure, I'm screwed up but I'd be completely broken without you. You fill me with belief, say we'll end up...
Music so loud, so I can't hear my thoughts. My thoughts are paranoid and filled with midnight darkness. At the end of the day does anyone really care. Notice if I'm missing or only half way there.
Is it odd that I'm tired, yet overdosed on sleep. Is it wrong that I give up, that I'm accepting defeat. Stranger, what would you say. If I told you I don't know why I'm here today.
You're just one person, And yet you've changed my life. I was in a dark place until you brought me light. You told me things, No one has before. You took my beat soul, You made it something more.
Time goes by, you go on with your life. I'm sitting here thinking what it would've been like... If we tried harder, we could've made it. If we held on longer, we would last.
Everyone loves autumn but It just gets me depressed. The wind so cold and crispy, icing my exhausted breath. It's the season for cuddling and romance, which I do not fit. Is it wrong to feel wanted..
Sometimes I feel no ones there, how can you not hear my screams. Im loosing my voice now.. Pain is written all over my face, but you don't see. Or maybe you do, you just don't care.
Why should I live, when I'm downing in tears. Why should I try, when I'm face to face with my fears. I scream but no one hears, I'm behind a glass door in a room made of mirrors.
The gap between thinking and feeling. What's it like. What's there. When we feel something we didn't think we would. Or think of what we would like to feel.
Depression is taking over who I am. It's a disease that consumes, a disease that destroys. If I could choose to be happy I would. It's not as simple as it seems, you can't escape.
Beauty is everywhere, we just have to look closely. Word that make up a book, so strong and meaningful. Or water droplets on a rose, pure and fragile.
Overwhelm me with pain, I'm going insane. You pick me up just to drop me again, you make me worst off than I've ever been. Crush my hopes, dignity and strength because you love to watch me fall.
The tears were overwhelming, streaking my face with makeup, drowning me. The moment I stepped into that room I knew something was wrong. Don't leave me yet, I'm not that strong.
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.
Cut me open, tear me apart. Crush my brain, destroy my heart. Take my body, use it, abuse it. I'm just an object to you and everybody knew it.
Deep in thought, drifting away, take me away to another day. Where 'I love you' was felt, not spoken and little girls hearts were never broken.
I want to write, but words are so far away. While my thoughts are overflowing, taking control of me. You don't know my happiness because its not even there. I'm alone, no one seems to care.