We AreThe mirror reflection reveals a girl too fatAnd no amount of starving or purging can change thatYet tonight no effort to be "pretty" will happenBecause tonight she sees "beautiful" in that reflectionAcross the room is a boy who never speaksThe crazy one who hangs out with freaksTonight, however, he'll be one of usWe'll all be psychos so he can be off focusIn the bathroom is the girl with the reputationJudged and ridiculed, she lives in isolationTake her hand instead of walking byTell her tonight it's ok to cryTo the boy who drinks in silence every nightDrowning away the pain so reality doesn't biteThrow away that bottle, pull him to his feetWe'll claim victorious over those memories instead of defeatFor the ones standing on the corner, passing it aroundThe high captivating their lungs and blood boundThrow away the needles, cigs, and powderLet's live one last night being soberThis is for the kid covered in bruises and mutilated skinThose scars of theirs weaves a lay
Invisibletake a deep breathe and count to ten .what just happened ... will never happen again .your hands start to tremble; the sink is cold .you tell yourself you are strong; you are bold .don't look in the mirror and stare .this isn't right ... this isn't fair .don't think about it too much, or you'll go insane .tears and blood make their way down the drain .what just happened ... to me ?why do you feel so gross and dirty ?feeling so worthless and wasted .so unloved , abandoned, and tasted .having given them everything, every part .why did they turn, and break your heart ?shattering every piece, leave you broken .every sense of joy and pride ... forgotten .you thought you could trust them .instead they left their black and blue emblem .so take a deep breath and count to ten .what just happened ... will never happen again .you're safe now; stay with meyou're safe now ... stay with mesuck up your tears, and act your age .you're not some animal, in some cage .hold it in,
galaxiesEven the brightest galaxieshave their fair shareof blackholes
ForgivenShe keeps a black box under her bedwhere she soaks every wrong word,every imposing actand stores them away.Only to open that lock each nightand gaze upon the clustered hateto only feel the blades againand again.So when things start to go alrightshe can smear the box's contentson your skin and taint youbecause you never will beforgiven.
broken watchDon't expect much froma boy with a broken watch anda shattered heart .
paintingsthat state of mind when you slip between being awakeand falling asleepthat pause between heartbeats right beforeyou exhalethat's all she is.An idea, a fantasy, a painting you fall in love withand you stop and stare every timeyou get the chanceShe is real.In another place, another time, another lifetime.But she will never be the smoke that illuminatesyour lungsshe will never be the blood that screamsthrough your veinsshe will never be the clothes that grazeover your skinshe will and only can,stare back.With relentless eyes that some momentsyou think sparkle like stars melting in the sunrisebut other times seem black and endlesslike the nightHer face is emotionless,no matter how many times you try to make her smileyou seem to only make her cry.She looks upon you with no judgement,yet you feel itin your soul, your heart, your skinThere are the times where you sit and waitwaiting for somethinga noise, a wink, a breath, ...somethingBut her face will simply sta
opening upI felt the heat of your fingers againstthe cracks of my frameMuscles tensed as your touch rantoo close to my bonesStretching pain rose while your nailsgrated and pried into my chest cavityMelting warmth and dry cold met when yourhot breath moved the icein my heart
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereButterflies and daffodils and happiness so pureSunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could beHidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't seeShining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the princeTwirling with excitement, though the others weren't convincedDear intimidation, did you find it to be trueAll I ever needed was an overdose of youSilly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mindMaking me abandon every daydream I could findLost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and deadFar too weak to turn around, yet scared of things aheadDear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hearYou were all I had when nothing else seemed to be nearEverything so out of reach, too far for me to seeI decided I would choose the needle next to meSlicing through my very skin to feel something once moreWeeping through the satisfaction I could not ignoreDear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?Lookin
I'm Just a KidI'm just a kid,So please stop trying to change me.Don't stuff me into monkey-suits,Don't push me towards harsh reality.Stop asking me to grow up,Stop asking me to mature.I want to relish what I have,Not have it snatched away from me.I'm scared of facing the world alone,Yet that's exactly what you're asking me to do.I'm still a child,I still need support.Don't oblige me to face the future,I still have time to figure it out.Don't put me in a situationThat requires an adult.I'm not a grown-up,So don't demand so much from me.I'm nothing but a kid,So please let me enjoy that.
GravityI promise I’m not like everybody else.I won’tBREAK you.I’m not here toHURT you.I’m not here toRUIN everything.I’m here toFIX you.I’m here toSAVE you.I’m here toMake everythingBETTER,Please don’t say I’m like everybody else.Because I’m not here toBREAK you.But sometimes, gravity isSTRONGERThanME.Sometimes you’re going toFALL.But I promise, even if I’m not there…I’ll still be there, for you.
This Inner WarHide me underneath your wingProtect me from the stormTeach me how to breathe againKeep me safe and warmI cannot fight the warWhat are we even fighting for?I can't win this battleAll on my own...Someone save me now,Before I fall apart,And stop this beating heart,From beating anymoreSo please, save me...After all,What are we fighting for?
CanvasLet her paint a masterpiece,Let her paint a lieLet her paint a word inside the shining silver skies.Let her paint a mystery,Let her paint a sinLet her paint the things that lie in darkness deep within.Let her paint a masterpiece(but this time there's a twist)Make the brush a blade and let the canvas be her wrist...
In a Little Girl's MindThere sits the girl with the things in her eyesMonsters, destruction, and sweet butterfliesHopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screamsBeautiful dresses now torn at the seamsCrayons and paintbrushes, villains and grinsYoung, gladsome innocence, hatred and sinsLittle red houses on roads left to fadeGorgeous moonlight shining off of the bladeBlood pouring out as she cries her own nameKnowing she's forced to take each bit of blameShe could have stopped it and left it behindAll of these things in her troubled young mindShe could have saved them if she dared to tryRather, though, she left herself there to die.Now, others watch as she sits on the groundKeeping their distance and letting her drownIn her own worries and things she won't tellWaiting for her mind to kill her as well…
BullyShh.Shut up.Don'tSayAnything.Run.Faster.Faster.Faster.Stop.Scream.Fear.Die.Demons in the shadowsTwistingTurningStaring.Watch yourselfBleeding.Quiet now.Hush, child.They'll find a wayTo get you.Beatings, swallowing you.Scars, defining you.You.Breaking.Crying.Dying.After allYou know you're weak.You can't fight a bullyWhen the bully's inside of you.
I am not a stereotypeSlide the blade across your wrist.Again.Again.Again.Stop."Doesn't it hurt?"I can't feel anything."A little."Punch your own stomach.Harder.Harder.Does it hurt yet?Yes.Keep going."Why do you do that?"The pain makes me feel alive."I don't know."Stare.Cry.Scream.Stop.Keep staring."What's wrong with you?"I'm dead inside."Nothing.""Emotional freak."I'm just depressed."Sorry."Stare at your arms.Your stomach.Your waist.Your thighs."What are you doing?"I'm ugly."Never mind.""Attention seeker."I just have low self esteem."I'm sorry."Cuts.Scars.Tears.Emotions."Emo.""Scene girl.""Psycho."I'm just human.I'm just me.
Daddy, Please Daddy....Daddy, don't lie to me, I wanna knowWhere is she hiding, and why did she go?Daddy, don't lie to me, please, pretty pleaseIt's like I can hear her voice within the breeze.Daddy, don't lie to me, where did she run?Daddy, I know all the things you have done.Daddy, don't lie to me, I've seen her scarsHidden from me like the faraway stars.Daddy, don't tell me, I don't wanna hearI'm hoping these thoughts are just worries, just fears.Daddy, don't tell me, I can't stand the factsI just wanna think this is some silly act.Daddy, I love you, you know this is trueBut honestly, why do you do what you do?Daddy, I saw you when you pushed her downShe screamed and she cried, and you made not a sound.Daddy, I saw you when you stabbed her backShe fell to the floor and again, you attacked.Daddy, I saw when you stole her goodbyesAnd Daddy, I saw when you silenced her cries.Daddy, don't lie to me, I know the truth...You hurt her, you killed her, you've darkened my youth.Daddy, don't hu
Words on the WallThe sun melted into the glamorous skyThe moon stood there, hidden by sweet lullabies.But mommy was crying, her day had been hardThe tears in her eyes twinkled just like the stars.Her face wasn't happy like it should have beenAnd though she was saddened, she forcefully grinned.I wanted to see Mommy smile through it all...I painted a picture on her bedroom walls.I told her to look, just to come in and seeBut Mommy was angry... she wasn't happy.She threw me down hard on the cold wooden floorThen picked me up, slamming my head on the door.She yelled and she screamed, then she hit me once moreShe slapped me till I couldn't see anymore.My heart then stopped beating, my laugh went unheardThen Mommy got up without saying a word.She looked at the walls splattered with my young bloodThen fell to the ground in her tears with a thud.She looked at my face, then she looked all aroundThen wrote on the walls with the first thing she found.Then, after she finished, she wanted self h
My Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)Scars on the surface, on my skinLook at the wounds to know, where i've beenThrowing me against, my own wallsBut I've learned to fly, when i fallAnd I know my scars are only on the surfaceAnd I know that I, I, I am not worthlessNo matter how they break me, i'm unbreakableNo matter how they hurt me, i'm invincibleYou know a heartKeeps on bleedingWhen it breaks it goes on beatingI, I'll keep on keeping on'Cause my scars prove you, wrong.
HatredSomeone please save me from the tears that I've cried. Someone please take away the times that I've tried. But hurt you deep down inside. Please,someone take me and make me better. For the times I made you sadder. I hate me for being so rude. I hate me for hurting you. I hate me for what I truly am not. I hate me for being a jerk. I hate me, it's true I don't smirk.I hate myself for putting You through pain. I hate me for being so vain. I hate that my words at times hurt. I hate me for that one time I treated you like dirt. I hate what I am when I hurt you. I hate that it makes you sad and feel like I deserted you.I never wanted it to be that way. But I'm dumb and stupid and say the wrong things. I'm ashamed I even said the things that I did. I'm sorry, I was childish. My own worst enemy is me. But he hurts you too and that's not what I want to see.I hate me for being....so dumb.
burntCareful picking up a match thatis already burnt .One false move and I'll justcrumble .