Inside...

You and me are a lot alike
But you can’t tell from our appearance
You’re black and I’m white
We exist in opposite worlds,
Live in different circles.

But deep down,
You’re a perfect reflection of me
I need someone to love me,
I need someone to care for.
I need a shoulder to cry on.

Will you be my friend?
We can overcome our external differences
It’s what’s on the inside that really counts.
So who cares what they say?
We’re not that different anyway.

Look at Me...

Look at me. Do you see me? No. You don't. No one can. All they see is a girl, smiling and carefree. Whatever. I guess maybe it's my fault. I hide behind myself. Life really is much easier that way. I can smile, and no one will ever know anything is wrong. It's like a mask I wear.
Look at me. Do you see me? No. You don't. No one can. All they see is the hooded boy slowly walking, face downcast toward the sidewalk. Whatever. I guess it's my fault. I hide beneath my sweatshirt. Life really is much easier that way. I put it on, and no one will ever see the scars on my wrist. It's like my escape.
Look at me. Do you see me? No. You don't. No one can. All they see is a sad little orphan girl, tears running down my cheeks. Whatever. I guess it's my fault. I couldn't make my parents love me. They hid behind their drugs. They told me life really was easier that way. They'd take them, and I would be left hiding behind the couch. It was like my haven.

Cry

Cold tears blurring my vision,
I can't see my broken reflection.
If this is my life, this isn't what i envisioned.
There wasn't supposed to be so much pain.

And my tears fall,
Dripping from my chin,
Smearing my make-up.
No stopping them now,
I'm praying I'll wake up.

But the nightmare continues.
It's spilling over into my life,
Becoming so intertwined; I'm so wholly confused.
I may never wake up, or sleep again.

And my tears fall,
Staining my bruised cheeks,
Scarring my soul.
No stopping them now,
Like a river they flow.

Will I drown in my grief?
Can I live with my sorrows,
The pain they've made,
The confusion they've caused?

And my tears fall,
Dripping from my chin,
Smearing my make-up.
No stopping them now,
I'm praying I'll wake up.

And my tears fall,
Staining my bruised cheeks,
Scarring my soul.
No stopping them now,
Like a river they flow.

If Only I Was Blind

If only I was blind, my life would change in many ways. Everything would be different.
If only I was blind, I wouldn’t be able to judge people by the way they looked and dressed. I’d be forced to search beyond the outward appearance into the depths of what makes them who they are. Any immediate judgment I might have had of that person if I could see them, wouldn’t have happened if I was blind.
If only I was blind, I’d be able to strengthen all 4 other senses to guide me. I’d hear things, I might not have otherwise heard. I could smell things, I might not have otherwise smelt. I could touch things, and paint vivid pictures in my mind, that I might not have otherwise seen. I could taste the sweet fresh air on a summer day, and picture what it might look like. I would be able to freshen my imagination into a newly painted canvas.
If only I was blind, I could take life into a whole new perspective. I could see things that would be otherwise invisible. I could dream things that would be otherwise impossible.

Alone

Dare I trust again?
They told me they loved me
Then beat me and bruised me

Was it really love I felt?
I really thought they loved me,
But now I know they didn’t

Dare I fall again?
He swore that he loved me,
But mistreated and misused me.

Was it really love I felt?
I really thought I loved him,
But now I’m not so sure I even believe in love.

So many questions no one can answer…
Am I cursed to die this way…
Confused, upset and alone?
And if so, must I keep living?
Why does everyone lie to me?
Why can’t someone just love me?