She likes him,
But he doesn't like her.
He likes her,
But she doesn't like him.
They like each other,
But something gets in the way.
Crushes seem to work,
In the wrongest of ways.
Life Of The Lowest Class
Anxiety at every turn,
Not sure when to love or learn.
Lessons learned,
In the hardest ways.
Whispers,
Secrets,
The fakest friends.
Not sure if you,
Should call it the end.
Depression,
Nightmares,
Scars too.
Love nonexistent,
And money through and through.
This is life,
In a hard, hard form.
Full of pain,
Suffering,
and sometimes chloroform.
Him <3
Hair of brown,
Eyes of light blue.
This is what comes to mind,
When I think of you.
Funny,
Cool,
Sweet,
And true.
This is what I think of you.
Full of pride,
And selfless joy.
These contribute,
To my love of you.
Simple,
Senseless,
Weak,
And stupid.
How I feel,
When I realize,
There's no cupid.
You're too good,
out of my league.
Just too perfect.
I feel so stupid.
My loveless,
Sad,
Little life,
Full of disappointment.
There's plenty of fish,
In the sea.
That is what they say to me.
But without you,
I am not complete.
With hair of brown,
And eyes of light blue.
Your skill in dance,
And athleticy too.
Sometimes I secretly think that thee,
Should fall to the same league as me.
Only then will I be seen,
By Him.
Only then will I mean a thing.
Words by Skylar Grey
Always in a rush,
Never stay on the phone long enough.
Why am I so self-important?
Said I'd see you soon,
But that was, oh, maybe a year ago.
Didn't know time was of the essence.
So many questions,
But I'm talking to myself.
I know that you can't hear me any more,
Not anymore.
So much to tell you,
And most of all goodbye,
But I know that you can't hear me any more.
It's so loud inside my head,
With words that I should have said.
And as I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words I never said.
I never said,
I can't take back the words I never said.
Always talking sh!t,
Took your advice and did the opposite.
Just being young and stupid,
I haven't been all that you could've hoped for.
But if you'd held on a little longer,
You'd have had more reasons to be proud.
So many questions,
But I'm talking to myself.
I know that you can't hear me any more,
Not anymore.
So much to tell you,
And most of all goodbye.
But I know that you can't hear me any more.
It's so loud inside my head,
With words that I should have said.
And as I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words.
The longer I stand here,
The louder the silence.
I know that you're gone,
but sometimes I swear that I hear,
Your voice when the wind blows.
So I talk to the shadows,
Hoping you might be listening cuz I want you to know.
It's so loud inside my head,
With words that I should have said.
And as I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words I never said,
I never said.
I can't take back the words I never said,
Never said.
I can't take back the words I never said.
The Things They Say
They say not to turn to razors,
As comfort for the past.
They say not to hide,
From future's pain.
But, I say that's why it lasts.
They say there there to help,
But they just take it all away.
They take the happiness,
The joy.
All they leave is bitterness,
Sometimes nothing at all.
With all those things they say.
They say that no one cares,
They say that you could die.
They say these yet,
They say not to turn to razors.
Do they not understand?
The things they say,
The things they do?
They takes emotions and rip them apart,
As they feast upon your heart.
A simple sentence,
A messed up line.
And they jump upon your heart.
They say to live life to the fullest,
Yet they rip your life apart.
They say not to cut,
But they hand you the scissors.
They say not to roam all alone,
But don't let you come home.
They say suicide's not an option,
Just as they're handing you the noose.
The things they say,
Bittersweet,
Constantly they contradict themselves,
Always waiting for new meat.
The things they say,
They truly hurt,
But only until you feel nothing at all.
_______________________To Be Continued...___________________
This post has been edited one or more times, the last time was: 2014-01-12 08:04:25
Crush
She likes him,
But he doesn't like her.
He likes her,
But she doesn't like him.
They like each other,
But something gets in the way.
Crushes seem to work,
In the wrongest of ways.
Life Of The Lowest Class
Anxiety at every turn,
Not sure when to love or learn.
Lessons learned,
In the hardest ways.
Whispers,
Secrets,
The fakest friends.
Not sure if you,
Should call it the end.
Depression,
Nightmares,
Scars too.
Love nonexistent,
And money through and through.
This is life,
In a hard, hard form.
Full of pain,
Suffering,
and sometimes chloroform.
Him <3
Hair of brown,
Eyes of light blue.
This is what comes to mind,
When I think of you.
Funny,
Cool,
Sweet,
And true.
This is what I think of you.
Full of pride,
And selfless joy.
These contribute,
To my love of you.
Simple,
Senseless,
Weak,
And stupid.
How I feel,
When I realize,
There's no cupid.
You're too good,
out of my league.
Just too perfect.
I feel so stupid.
My loveless,
Sad,
Little life,
Full of disappointment.
There's plenty of fish,
In the sea.
That is what they say to me.
But without you,
I am not complete.
With hair of brown,
And eyes of light blue.
Your skill in dance,
And athleticy too.
Sometimes I secretly think that thee,
Should fall to the same league as me.
Only then will I be seen,
By Him.
Only then will I mean a thing.
Words by Skylar Grey
Always in a rush,
Never stay on the phone long enough.
Why am I so self-important?
Said I'd see you soon,
But that was, oh, maybe a year ago.
Didn't know time was of the essence.
So many questions,
But I'm talking to myself.
I know that you can't hear me any more,
Not anymore.
So much to tell you,
And most of all goodbye,
But I know that you can't hear me any more.
It's so loud inside my head,
With words that I should have said.
And as I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words I never said.
I never said,
I can't take back the words I never said.
Always talking sh!t,
Took your advice and did the opposite.
Just being young and stupid,
I haven't been all that you could've hoped for.
But if you'd held on a little longer,
You'd have had more reasons to be proud.
So many questions,
But I'm talking to myself.
I know that you can't hear me any more,
Not anymore.
So much to tell you,
And most of all goodbye.
But I know that you can't hear me any more.
It's so loud inside my head,
With words that I should have said.
And as I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words.
The longer I stand here,
The louder the silence.
I know that you're gone,
but sometimes I swear that I hear,
Your voice when the wind blows.
So I talk to the shadows,
Hoping you might be listening cuz I want you to know.
It's so loud inside my head,
With words that I should have said.
And as I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words I never said,
I never said.
I can't take back the words I never said,
Never said.
I can't take back the words I never said.
The Things They Say
They say not to turn to razors,
As comfort for the past.
They say not to hide,
From future's pain.
But, I say that's why it lasts.
They say there there to help,
But they just take it all away.
They take the happiness,
The joy.
All they leave is bitterness,
Sometimes nothing at all.
With all those things they say.
They say that no one cares,
They say that you could die.
They say these yet,
They say not to turn to razors.
Do they not understand?
The things they say,
The things they do?
They takes emotions and rip them apart,
As they feast upon your heart.
A simple sentence,
A messed up line.
And they jump upon your heart.
They say to live life to the fullest,
Yet they rip your life apart.
They say not to cut,
But they hand you the scissors.
They say not to roam all alone,
But don't let you come home.
They say suicide's not an option,
Just as they're handing you the noose.
The things they say,
Bittersweet,
Constantly they contradict themselves,
Always waiting for new meat.
The things they say,
They truly hurt,
But only until you feel nothing at all.
_______________________To Be Continued...___________________
2014-01-12 08:04:25