There once was a girl who lived far away,
Her story is a legend today.
The girl was born to the king and the queen,
They were scheming and cruel and down right mean.
She grew up in a broken home,
And hurt everyone she has ever known.
One day a prince came fair and sweet,
A prince that she would like to meet.
She would make him love her and his heart she would break,
But this turned out to be a huge mistake.
As time went by her love grew strong,
Her plan she knew had gone quite wrong.
She loved someone for the first time in her life,
She wanted to become his wife.
She confessed her love for him one fine day,
But all he did was t
I've been lying here for so long,
Listening to the sound of a fading song.
I know what I did was right,
It took me all my will and might.
I was fighting, fighting, fighting true,
But in the end it just didn't do.
As I look out and see all my men die,
The only thing left I can do is sigh.
They fought braver, better then the best,
And now they will be put to rest.
While I lie here to myself I think,
If I've just taken my final blink.
I remember my family far away,
I know I'll be with them again someday.
I know I'll be gone from this world soon,
Drifting away from the guns and the cannon's boom.
So now the pain is no more,
As I
She shuddered, "Keep walking", she thought, "Just keep walking. Don't look back. Look straight ahead." She played the night over and over in her head. "How did this happen?" She could hear her friends calling behind her, "Jessica! Jessica come back! What's wrong? What happened?" She didn't answer, just kept walking, concentrating on the ground and walking quickly. Her only thought was to get home.
Her parents were still at the party so she was alone. That's fine gives her time to think about it or forget it. Should she tell someone? No, keep it to herself. "It was an accident right? I mean nothing like this could actually happen to her right
Why must I hide who I am from the world?
Why do people not see the real me?
Why am I misunderstood?
Why must I lie to my family?
Why must I hide from my friends?
Why can't I be accepted for who I really am?
As days go by
We live our lives.
We do not pause to think,
To look at what were doing,
To appreciate our surroundings.
As days go by
One after another,
We fall into a pattern,
We fall into a rhythm,
In which we live our lives.
As we stand aside
And watch our days go by.
The blood that chills
The breath that stops
The skin that tightens
The sudden fright
A lonely night
Alone
At home all by yourself
Sitting
Waiting
Listening
For a sound
The sound that means
That you are not alone
Just a scared little girl,
Trying to grow up in this cruel and evil world.
Constantly surrounded by lies and hate,
The pressure from her peers to attract a mate.
So she goes out and gets hurt everyday,
Hoping this next time will be the right way.
Time after time her heart breaks,
It seems like she's in a nightmare never to wake.
There is only one end she sees in sight,
She's given up all her will to fight.
Drinking and drugs and a knife to the wrist,
Seems to be able to grant her bliss.
She knows it's a lie but cannot back down,
Spinning out of control with no end to be found.
In the end it's too much for her to take,
Done with