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Well I like to play soccer and basketball even though i suck at it its fun to play and I'm a 2nd degree black belt in tae kwon do. I'm hyper all the time and my friends think I'am weird.
I made these....jk i got them off of the web
I reached out for your hand
You didn't seem to care,
You can only so far
When no one else is there.
Others also reached for you
Hoping to make you see;
That we're just as important
As he will ever be.
We wish we could reach further
But we are only so strong;
We hoped your eyes would open
So that you'd see you'r wrong.
It hurts to have to reach far
When you once were so near.
It's hard shouting out for you
With our voices you didn't hear.
We wish you'd extend your hand
And sense the friendship there;
Knowing what our memories mean
Showing us you still care.
We realized you don't reach back
Instead his hands with yours;
You can't handle both the worlds
So you close common doors.
We're done reaching for the past
You are now on your own;
We hope he is all worth it,
Without him you're alone.
Something must be wrong with me
With all this hurt inside,
Always bursting with anger,
And never any pride.
Something must be wrong with me
If all I do is cry,
I cant stop this pain,
All I want to do is die.
Something must be wrong with me
If my emotions run wild,
All this confusion does,
Is make me feel like a lost child.
Something must be wrong with me
With all these terrible things,
Always there and never gone,
Depression is what it brings.
Something must be wrong with me
If I cant stop these thoughts,
All this pain does
Is turn my stomach in knots.
Something is truly wrong with me
When I think theres only one way out,
"Let this pain end,"
Is all my heart will shout.
Life is a prison,
Oh god let me out.
No one to listen,
To hear when you shout.
Climb the walls of insanity,
Ride the waves of dispair.
If you fall it don't matter,
Theres no one to care.
Used to wish for a window,
To see birds, trees and sky,
But your better without one,
Stops aiming too high.
Watching freedom is painful,
For those locked away.
Seeing joy, love and happiness,
Another price that you pay.
Strong is good, weak is bad.
Be it false, be it true.
Your mind makes the choice,
And enforces it too.
Cell walls built by society,
With rules to adhere.
If you breach the acceptable,
You had better beware.
Hide the pain, carry on,
Routine is the key.
Don't let on that you're not,
What your pretending to be.
Lock it all up inside you,
Look out for that day,
When it all just explodes.
Leaving not but a shell,
Base functionality too.
But killing all esle,
That was uniquely you.
So how do you grow,
With a time bomb inside?
Or how to defuse it,
Without destroying it's ride?
You cant.
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