Trash

You're throwing it away,
you're wasting your life.

You're too young to know what decisions to make.
You're too stupid to know what opportunities to take.

You're just a teenager,
too rebellious and wild to think.

You're on the brink of falling over the edge.
Don't take a step too far, be cautious,
right now you're on the ledge.

I'm just trying to help, so don't raise your voice.
It's not your choice anymore.

You must do as I say,
you can't have it your way.

You don't know what you want.
You can't have what you hunt.

You can't have your own dreams,
you have mine.

I couldn't live my life to the fullest,
so I'm going to make yours the dullest.

Don't waste your life or throw it away because you're living it for me,
my way.

I am

I am love in the face of hate
I am kindness in the face of ridicule
I am strength in the face of diversity
I am patience in the face of the mule
I will not run away from fear,
I will not run and hide
I am bravery, I am pride
I will make a difference in this world, big or small
That is my promise to me , my promise to all

You are the sun

Watching the world through a blacked-out window
You see no sun,
Yet people see light shining in your eyes,
You are the sun for others

Watching children play, wishing you were them,
You start to cry,
People see your child- like tears,
Yet nobody seems to care

Giving light to others,
You realize you're alone
Your flame is burning brightly
Yet you still feel blind

But if you look deep into your heart, and open the window,
You realize,
You are the sun,
Your stars need your brightness,

And one day you will find the special star,
Which will add to your flame,
And you will burn brighter then ever,
Spreading joy and happiness for miles around.

Difference

There is a part of me
That feels I am different from everyone else.
Something that I can't quite see,
Something that I can't quite feel,
Something so unreal.
But this 'thing' is always there,
This 'thing' with others, I will never share.
So I push it to the back of my mind,
All the thoughts of boys and clothes
And make-up, it is hiding behind.
Sometimes, when I have almost forgotten,
It comes back with such ferocity,
Angry and unforgiving.
I feel so lost and sad,
Whatever caused this feeling
Must have been so horrible and bad.
A lost memory or something else,
I'll never know,
Whatever it is,
I know for sure,
I can never let this feeling show.

Drifting

I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly
Worth what I've been blessed.

I search through days that have been hard,
To try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.

You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just where I belong.

I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutinize, investigate
My life I will confess.

For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life,
Some way to make a difference,
Give a reason for this strife.

Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting
If I care to hang around?

It teases and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight;
A hazy vision out of reach,
Where darkness hides the light.

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there,
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare.

It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.

Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?

Each incident, each moment passed,
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth ...
Or will I be perplexed?

Perhaps I make it harder
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will my searching bring to me
My meaning over time?

Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now,
While questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow.

Think

Should you always say what you feel
Think, is the person you're telling going to be able to heal
Is what you're saying necessary for everyone else to know
Just because you're thinking something, maybe you should just let it go
Everyone else around you may not be as strong
Some things need to be kept hidden and you should move along
You don't know where that person has come from or where he's going to go
What kind of day he's had, you just don't know
Before you blurt out everything you feel
Think, is the person listening going to be able to heal?

End of Innocence

Secrets, secrets
Lies, lies
She sits in her room,
and cries and cries.
There's no more trust
In this girl's heart.
She finally found out
That life isn't perfect.
She lived in dreams,
As children often do.
But she crawled out
Into the world everyone knew.
Things that once were.
Happiness once known;
The truth of it all
To her was shown.
Her little heart
Will never trust again.
She'll never know
A real true friend.
No more trust,
For no more lies.
She'll sit in her room
And cry and cry

Would gladly walk a mile

i would gladly walk a mile
if dat would giv a chance 2 see u smile
call u my frnd
dats a lie
mean more 2 me
can't explain y
u can see it in my eyes
feelings dat i can't describe
tried so hard 2 express u
feelings dat i hold inside
whn i open my mouth to speak
all just seems 2 fall apart
words jus seem 2 scatter
if i were left wid choice
i'd only speak wid heart of d matter
no matter wht i seems 2 do
it always comes out so wrong
many times i think it though
once it hit my mouth
i jus stumble along