Paranormalgirl06

All I did was try to be friends I dont know what I did But you didnt have to do what you did You could have just explained what i did So then I could have fixed it I just hope you realize that you dont get anymore chances I gave up

Smile You have a Nice Smile You should be happy Your Alive and well The scars on your arm should show your past, not future Depression is in your past Smile You might just make me smile

That girl who always smiles Cheerful and nice, always That girl who always smiles And tries her best to help you That girl who always smiles That laughs on rainy days That girl who always smiles Who listens to what you have to say That girl who always smiles Smiling until you look away

Have you ever had to hide behind a mask? Whether it be your friends, your family. Have you ever had to be someone you're not? Have you ever pretended to be strong When all you want to do is break down, To be weak and let someone else be strong for once. Have you ever tried to put on a fake smile And pretend that you're happy? That's what everyone thinks, isn't it? That the key to life is happiness? That's how we get by with people, isn't it? So why not give them what they want? Even when all you want is the complete opposite And sometimes you just want to cry And not have to pretend for once And to have the comfort of knowing that it's ok.

I got these scars, I’ve earned them Internal and ones on my skin I wear these badges of honor To remember where I’ve been This one from a bottle, A fight found out in town This one from a knife blade, while acting like a clown This one from a cigarette, I didn’t like myself that night This one from a razor, it made things feel alright This one from a broken heart This one from another This one from a sold out soul At the time I didn’t bother These scars are all unique, I wear them everywhere Some I wear on the inside, under clothes and under my hair This one from the loss of life, in a battlefield near Fallujah This on

You don't know how sick you make me You don't know what it's like to see what I see When I think of you I want to puke I feel nauseous Light headed And don't want to get outta bed I can't take it I love you so much it hurts It's only getting worse I can't decide if I'm suicidal Or homicidal I'm going insane And I sure feel the pain But now I filled my heart with hate And the pain is so much easier to take

one.     When she cries herself to sleep     six out of seven nights a week you must     say nothing. You must simply take     her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,     pale cheeks and wait for her to     slumber at the sound of your heart. two.     On the days where she wishes she     were part of the stars, tell her     no. Tell her that there are too many     lights in the sky and that just one     would be forgotten the moment you looked     away from it. Tell her that she is perfect     the way she is: completely human. three.      Don't let her think about the scars      that no one but her can see. If she      says

She speaks to me fondly of passions and talents, of guitars and stars, with such breathless intensity then stops short and apologises for speaking at all. All because somewhere in her life, someone she loved broke her heart by ignoring her beautiful words and telling her to shut up, keep it down, nobody cares. People aren’t born sad. We make them that way.