Ha

Close my eyes, pretend its all a dream.

Stare out the frosted window of life, try to decipher the distorted picture of the world.

Life is a puzzle and you are the missing piece.

Broken heart and a fractured spine, damn that knife was sharp.

I didn't think pain like this existed farther than imagination.

Lost in my own mind, leaving my train of thought behind me.

A year has gone, and recent events have aspired to change me.

I know you can hear me, but you don't want to listen.

I know you can see me, but you don't want to look any deeper.

I know you know, but you don't want to understand.

I'd forgive all your mistakes, if you'd only forgive mine,

I'd give the world to hear you say, I love you one last time♥

I want to run away, but I won't.

I want to hide, but I won't.

I want to give up, but I won't.

Call me a bitch cause I speak what's on my mind. Guess it's easier for you to swallow if I sat and smiled. When a female fires back suddenly the big talker don't know how to act, so you do what every person would do, making up a few false rumors or two. Slandering names for popularity. It's sad you only get your fame through controversy, so sad but it's time for me to come and give you more to say. So what am I not supposed to say what I'm saying? Are you offended by the message I'm bringing? Call me whatever cause your words don't mean a thing. If you look back in history its a common double standard of society the guy gets all the glory the more he can score while the girl can do the same but yet you call her a whore. I don't understand why its okay while the guy can get away with it. Here's something I just can't understand, if a guy have 3 girls then he's the man, he can even give her some head or sex her raw but if a girl do the same then she's a whore but the tables are about to turn, I bet my fame on it.

Wanted to let you know

I wanted to let you know, before someone else tells you, and I'd rather you hear it honest, and from me. That I still, have feelings for you, actually, that's a bit of an understatement, I still, love you. But I don't care, I don't care that you don't care, I don't care if your with someone else, I don't care that you don't love me, I don't care that you don't like me, I don't care that you hate me. I know that we only hate the people that were once close enough to our hearts that gave them the power to hurt us, and I know that I was close enough to hurt you so much that you hate me now, at least I can hold onto that; that I was once close to your heart. But to know that I hurt you, it kills me, even if I didn't mean to, and I'm really sorry, but I guess, you'll never know how much you hurt me, even if you didn't mean to. I guess all that's left to say is, thanks for the memories, and I will hold onto them, because in a world full of change, it looks like they are the only things that don't, although sometimes I wish they did, maybe they would turn out a better present and future. Ha, I guess I'll stick to my dreams. Its silly that after all this time I'm still hoping that something will get through to you and make you come back to me, but I know its not going to happen, and I accept that. I hate this part; Goodbye.
The End.

I don't know

Under all my flaws, heartbreak, pain and tears, I promise you that there is a part of me worth keeping, but only if you'll stick around to find it in me yourself. I would very much like a boyfriend; a serious relationship, but all the guys my age are immature with the emotional wager of a teaspoon, and the older guys are all alcoholics, going to parties every night, getting smashed and having sex with the easiest female. Honestly. Not to mention their lack of sensitivity. Guys, you complain that you hate Edward Cullen, a fictional character which all the girls, your girls seem to love, instead of complaining, why don't you take some example from his character, fictional or not, he is still the perfect boyfriend, and then all the girls would be after you.