The Girl Who Didn't ExistThere was a girl who didn't seem to exist In either time or space. The world spun without a care.It's like she wasn't. Even. There. It was like she was a chill in the nightThat ran up people's spines, But no one ever noticed her And her visibility to others continued to decline. She felt like she existed- But that was just a lie. Because one night as she watched the world In the shadows She let out her final cry. And so the girl who didn't existBecame a whisper in the night And her sorrowful whispers haunt my mind Every. Single. Night.
We Were NothingAll we are All we were Was dusk upon a morning shore In a fake reality There was no us There was no we It was just a figment of my Hopelessly romantic 'reality' It's all so fake It's all so numb Why now does my mind Shatter my reality?
Frozen In Time (includes link to me singing it)Frozen in time As it turns back Watching the days roll by... Hearing Seeing What happened beforeI don't know why I'm surprised... But I know It changesIn time... In time The memories will go... As I watch The clock tick slowI know I'll be alright In time...
BlindI see.I hear.I touch.I whisper.Then I shout, you don't hear me... Your ears are deaf, And your eyes are blind. Can't you see how much You hurt me? I touch my shattered broken heart Lying on the ground I whisper to it softly, "Shh.... It will be okay..." And wish the pain away. You glance at the scene from afar.I narrow my eyes and prepare to shout How much you hurt me emotionally But only a whimper comes out.So I bite my lip And hold my heart Hoping that it won't fall apart In front of you Because this painThis hidden pain... Is the one thing I can't show to you.
Shattered GlassI'm fine. I'm only walking on shattered glass. I only have to step in it every day; Wondering why I ever liked you Ever wanted you Ever needed you Next to me... But each painful crunch is a reminder Of why I cared for you Why I liked you And why I went so far only to have it All shatter and break benath my feet. So if you ask me how I'm doing I'll say I'm fine While gritting my teeth At the pain of the shattered glass.
Loves Me, Loves Me NotEveryday I play A cruel and vicious gameOf does he love me? Does he not?That had endless and various plots From the tormentors beyond my gates To the small smiles that make me think The thoughts A jumbled sea A mess But no one could ever guess That every day I play A vicious game if Does he love me?Or does he not?
Forever AgoForever ago My tiny hand reached out to the future Yearning for what's beyond the gates Of my fragile mind A year ago My hand reached out to touch another Yearning for what was never to be mine Of my loving heart This momentI reach back to the past And touch my tiny handEnclosing my big hand around her little one And whishing for a better future for her Than what it already has become.
Falling Out Of Love ... ....... F..... L .......... A O E F L V \ O L / T I \ U N / O G
ComeCome... Come to the stable, Where the stars are shining in the sky,And innocent baby Jesus let out his first cry.Come to the manger,Where baby Jesus lay,And his innocent face is covered by a sweet straw of hay.Come to the crossWhere one day this child would lay down his lifeAnd his innocent life would be slain. Come to the spirit Where one day you might accept And his holy spirit would fill you with innocence and life.
Who Am I?Who Am I?I am the girl wanting to fit in,Who doesn't want to be bullied everyday she goes to school.The girl others call weird for no reason,The girl people speak to as if she is retarded.I am the girl with few friends,Because I have been betrayed by others,So therefore doesn't want to risk being betrayed and hurt again.They called me names I now ignore,But still try to steal my things to get a reaction from me,I can't take it so I go to the one place I know I'm safe from them.When school ends they follow me back,Making me paranoid.I know I cannot run,So I stop in place until they walk in front of me.I am the girl who likes strange things,The things being the only thing to get me through the day.Yet these things most people don't know.When I get home and am asked how school was,I shrug and just say ok.I go to the computer for hours writing to get away from life.When I finally get off and go to bed,The voices in my head never stop,Telling me how worthless and usel