Lean onHave you ever wanted to crypurely because you had too many tears?They have been storing up fromtrying to be strong over all these years.Don't want them to fall becausethey'll show what you really feelemotions that people can use against you.Make you admit things you wound never want to revealto your selfor anyone elseDon't want to give up what youhave been holding strong for so longTightly wound like a ball of twineto be unraveledwould be like a stampede overMy heart, My soul, My whole selfSo open, exposed, and vulnerablemuch more unstable than you will ever knowTo cry or not to crythat is the questionthe only thing holding me backis a shoulder to lean on
Your the Only OneYour the only oneThat when I talk with youI feel connected.You were the only onewho got stuck on mymind and wouldn't go away.Your the only one Iever wanted to chase after andthe only one I wanted to openup tooYour the only onewho makes me confused.Your the only onewho listens.Your the only onewho puts up a fight.Your the only onewho is deeper than your skin.Your the only oneI wrote this for becauseYour the only oneI can think about.
Don'tDont talk to me, your voice tourtures my ears.Dont sit next to me, your presence brings me pain.Dont even look at me, your eyes only express disgust.Dont speak my name, if all you want to do is critisize me.Dont think of me, none of them are thoughts of love.Dont be kind to me, for it just makes my heartache worse.Dont feel sorry for me, because I wont return the favor.Dont try to apologize, because it wont make a differenceMosly because you DONT mean it, and nothing you do can change that.Dont try to be my friend, for you should be more than that, and just like myheart,you are DEAD to me.What you Will do is remember.Remember that your nothing, remember that these words are not inspired byself pity or saddness, but by rageAnd remember that im angry, not weak and worthless.And remember the day you regret being such a jerk to me.For I will never forgive you.
Love Suckslove keeps itself hiddenlove is always searchinglove doesnt know whylove is always surprisinglove is always confusinglove punches you in the facelove is scarylove causes tearslove could never happenlove could last a lifetimelove is love and theres nothing like itlove is like this poemstupid and randombut love is love and that the end of it.
Someonesomeone whos smile shows their soulsomeone who has more than one laughsomeone whos voice makes you happysomeone not afraid to tell graphic jokessomeone wild and impulsivesomeone who doesnt plan what their gonna do for every second of the daysomeone who calls you just to say good morningsomeone who doesnt lie on a quiz just to get the result they wantsomeone who makes me feel safesomeone who wont give up on mesomeone who spells spelled wrongsomeone who is willing to be happy even when their notsomeone who has emotional breakdownssomeone who talks in complete sentencesand loves to read mangaand not just look at the picturesand they dont read the last page of the story before the beginingsomeone who likes cheesy poemsand believes in fiction stories just because they want it to be realsomeone who loves to jump on a trampolinesomeone who likes to play make believesomeone who remembers the smallest detail of your guys times togetherbut cant remember what you just told t
Sad Ironywhenever you start to wonderwhy i don't talk about what's troubling my lifeits because of all the years i looked for compassionand you turned me away mislead by some preformed judgmentlike today when all i wanted to dowas tell you something that was happening to mebut i got cut off, stopped short of letting you inwe exchange a few yells and i said"this isn't about you"the reply i hear is"then i don't want to hear it"You didn't even know or care about whati was trying to sayyou didn't care because it was me.but you cant shut me up when im hereand ill burst if i dont say thisi hate the fact that almost everyone in my familyhas bad expectations of me. and im dying insidebecause its severing me away from themin this story im the reject, the ugly ducklingexcept im not very confident ill becomethe beautiful swan at the end of this talei think the saddest part, though, isive given up and come to terms knowingthat i am N.O.T. W.A.N.T.E.D, not wantedyet still i yearn fo
Boy meets Girli heard this song the other dayand it made me thing of this guythats always makin me iratei know theres a fine line between love and hatethats why im writing this rapbecause i just cant take goin everydayhaving these feelings, and knowing its uselessbecause hes just going to be leavingi wish it would turn out like that songwhere boy meets girl, infatuation turns to loveits annoying how hes always in my mindsometimes i wish he would just dissapearand leave me alone, but at the same timei would hate to watch him goi know we could talk on the phoneemail each other, or write old fashion lettersand im goin crazysenarios keep runnin through my mindi know theyll never happeni should leave them behindtheres no postive solution for thismathematical equationbecause one plus nothinwill always equal oneand this unrequited loveis eating away at my heart andi cant stand hearingall this false hopethats circling my earsits not helping me copewith the fact that hes leaving
Vice:Cowardicetheres this place that i gowhere there is no judgmentand this place that i gois the worlds largest confessionI say whats on my mindwhenever it starts to overflowlike a cloud in the skypours rain when it cant take th weightand it begins to stormthats how my thoughts come outin choas and confuionand when these thoughts come outthe world stops spinningbecause when you put a thought inyour handyou need to get a pen before that handstops moving and put that pen topaper before you loose what your thinkingwhether its a story, a poeeam, a song, a letterthere all important becauseits who we are and we should writeit down so we dont forgetor we'll begin t drown in the sea of emptynessunder the weight of our own cowardice