Being yourself isn't exactly greatWhen people tell you'Just be yourselfAnd ignore what they all say'To be fairYou're still a human beingAnd you have feelingsThat can get hurt easilyI think it's bestThat you matureUntil you're comfortableShowing yourself to the worldAnd know that you'llBe able to handleWhat this cruel world throws at youBeing yourself can be doneWhen you're ready
Let me be your inspirationRaeanne, you're a smart kidYou have an amazing futureKatie, you mechanic nerdI bet that you'll be a great engineerHarlow, you know what you're gonna do...You're a future psychiatrist... And then you look at meI'm a completely useless personI'm not a queen...I'm not the beautiful princess you love...No I'm not.... I'm useless but ICan do one thingTo help those kids outWho are like meTell me your feelingsAnd I'll help you through itIf you just want to scream...Please tell it all to me I should be a therapistI want to care for thoseWho are crying...No one did it for meMaybe J.D's right,The emotionally ill are right for the job And I want to seeThose kids try their bestBecause of my wordsSo I can repayFor the things that I've doneI want to inspire thoseWho had the hope suckedRight out of their heartsAnd I'll try to get themTo hold on to their selvesTo climb that mountainSteadily..... Let me be their inspiration.
Please listen to meI'm trying to get back upTo let go of my actionsBut no one let's me I thought you caredSo why do you keepIgnoring as I scream? And I'm going throughSomething that hurts meTo the warmth of my skinAll I need isSomeone to talk to But as I look aroundNo one's there.... No one's there.... Please just listen to me I've made my mistakesI know I can't hideBut please hear me outMy life right now sucks...The friends that I have...The one I love so much.... Please just listen to me I'm letting all my feelingsOut but everybody hates themRaeanne doesn't listenKatie probably doesn't want to hear itHarlow... Well I don't knowI try to tell youBut everyone else... Pushes me away. And my family...They'll only yell at meFor the things that I've done.... What have I done?... Please just listen to me I've made my mistakesI know I can't hideBut please hear me outMy life right now sucks...The
Everybody's realDigust filled my skinWith venomAs Harlow said the words"Jonah, he's amazingHe's a real person..." What the fuck are you saying now?Everybody's real and different somehowJust because he voices his wordsSo do I but I do it with actions If doesn't meanThat he's the only realPerson that you've ever found Baby, please look aroundEverybody here is real Their personalitiesCan be similarBut everybody is differentIn natureThe way they reactAnd the way they expressIt can't be labelledWith fictionOr non fiction HarlowThese people aren't booksThey're just a bunch of pawns in lifeSo saying that one of them is realIs like favoring one egg in a dozen And does that meanYou find him more real?Then me, I would like toStrongly disagreeI tell you how I feel all the timeMy feelings for you are trueI've made paper roses,and love notes So does that not make me real? People of deviant artYou all shouldKnow whether you're or
Wilde Chi's confliction"Hello?" I call into the dark abyss that I seemed to be hanging on. I quickly sidestep as I see from above, a box of pictures that came straight down and landed on the ledge I was on. My dark red chocolate eyes gleam within the shadow that covered me, my lightly tanned hands reaching for one of the pictures. "Ha... You're gonna get it, Snow." I hear a voice from above scowl, quickly taking a glance at one of the pictures in the box. It was moving... Like an animation... A moment I remembered from my surface life instead of this fantasy. "What's your bra size?""Do I have to answer this one?""Yes, yes you do.""Chi?....""I... Really want to know as well.""It's B cup...""Ohhhh, Chi... You're so lucky to have a girlfriend with B cups~ Big ass and big boobs..." Even if it was just a moment from my surface life, I still clenched with anger as my memories recaptured what happened that day. I kept looking at myself in the entire flash back, so angry that I didn
What they sayThey always tell youWhat's acceptedAnd what's normalBut in the endEverybody has a different view What they find romanticIs what I findDiscriminationWhat they find funnyIs what I findRude and racist In this worldThere are many kinds of peopleFor exampleThose who talkAnd spread the ruleof what's acceptedThose who listenAnd followTheir laws and ordersAnd then those who defyWho don't careWhat's normal or not Love is LoveWeird is WeirdDifferent is DifferentSo why is itThey try to make itSo complicated? Two girls holding hands at schoolThey got reported by the teacherWhich is funnySince a bunch of couples hold hands hereIs it becauseIt's not normalFor two girls to do that?SeeEven grown adultsCan't handle the factThat it's different Did you see those guys holdingEach other in their arms?Yeah, so?Why does it matter?Don't go spreadingA bunch of hateDon't go tryingTo discriminateMaking fun of themJust because they're