Through the Eyes of a TeenagerEveryday passesReminding me of lessons to be learnedOpportunities pass me by,Showing things to be earnedI do not know life as an adult sees it,Only as a child and a teenI can only guess what life is meant to be,Based on what I've seenToday I learned of love,And the pain that I may bearYou can never know a person's truth,Behind the masks they wear.I don't know the meaning of love,Or why it is never true.I'm unsure of so many things these days,I know less then I thought I knewI find it's getting difficult,To distinguish bad from good.Although it sounds clicheI'm a child misunderstoodI need to move on from the past that hurts,Move to heaven from this hell.I need to stand up to othersand to myself as well.I don't know how to tell,A good friend from a badWe talk behind each other's backsRunning from the trust we had.When I stare into the mirror, I seeThings I could deny, A fear ofConfrontation, I can no longerLook myself in the eye.If everybody has to go, thr
Bury Myself AliveIf I can pick my heart up can I wrap it in your arms?It feels broken againIf I can pick myself up will you run into my arms?I think I'm torn againAnother day just means another chanceFor me to mess things up againAnother year starts the cycle overI'm getting lonely againJust let me surrender myselfI'll do whatever I canTo make things better for youThen maybe we can think about some bandagesFor these open wounds of mineBefore I find another ditch to bury myself inAnd bury myself alive
Dreami could sit in the starsand talk to the moondance with light bearing angelsin a starlit ballroombut my happiness would staywith my heart, soul and soon...i would follow them back to the dream that is you.
Life Or Sentence?Am I serving a punishment of sort,or might I be part of a conceiled plot?Could it be that i add to something good?Perhaps my life is that which no one thought.As I look back at all that I have doneit looks as though my actions lack in worth.It could be just that my views deviate,but why do I feel out of place since birth?I've never really qualified as a legend,nor have i that needed to be a star.I have never possessed what it would taketo be someone or make it very far.I was not ment to win a Nobel prize,nor was I men to reveal something new.Could my sentence be that i set the stagefor other people to do what they do?I shake a tree, and then an apple falls.I fill a tub, and then it overflows.I make a kite, and then a lightning strikes.A arouse thought, and an idea grows.Do I contribute to what's known as lifein simple ways as a drop in a lake?I'm just a gear in the creator's clock;one final place dispite what route I take.The end will come and take all that I am
PainBlameing the world for all my troublesgets me out of every excusethat you have ever thrown at mebreaking the habbits that you set forthtrouble me that they are neverendingshould i release the power that you haveor do i stay and pretend that im gladto be your mindless capable dronethe shackles of you words keep me hereand the thoughts of what those words meanbleed in and out thru all my fearshould i be alone and deminishedor should i be beaten and slain before youthe tarnished images that you protrayinginte a spark for my will to thrivemy time to embark on a new journey begainsmy last words to you will not be good byethis moment will not be spoiled by your wordsa new sun sets for me this day and the new world awaits.......
MehYou told brotherThat you loved him and motherFor worse or betterYet you despised my birthAnd ruined my self-worthForeverMemories of you, only aggressionNot a one that is pleasantNone at all.In my eyes, home was prisonStriving for good, but againI fallYou showed me but angerNo love, even in my mangerMy heart brokeIt killed me insideAnd the tears in my eyesTo you were a jokeYour lack of praiseMade all of my daysCold and blackThe hurt that you gaveFar too late for you to saveYou cant take it backI tried to hopeBut with you, I cannot copeLiving anymoreBy the time you show careMy life shall be spilt hereUpon your floor...
Why it hurtsWhy it hurts so much to be lonelyit makes you feel like there's something wrong with you,something beyond your control or outside your knowledge that makes people not want to be around you,makes people not like you,this idea challenges what we are and questions who we think we are,when you have someone, you have someone who you know loves you and cares for you and will be there when you need them,when you don't, there is a void,you think constantly that, if you needed someone,there would be no one thereYou can't get used to the painThe pain is in the void, the lack of somethingThe void doesn't go away unless it is filledIt is only less painful if you ignore it, and then it is moreso when you realise it again