This World Just Hurts.

You cant blame me, Because I just cant think right when I`m so upset with life.
All the fakes, All the lies, All the...bad people...all the stuff that I`m still scared of. Every night I stay up late and write because this is my impute on life.
I'm just such a Coward that I have to write when I may have the wits and the nerve to tell the media enough. Every Night someone is hurt, someone is killed, someone is raped, some one cries them self to sleep, someone doesn't have that certain one, someone has the same idea`s as me, but doesn't care, Someone sit there reading this and thinking...Shes just nuts, Shes just wants attention...I DON'T!...I want all of you to wake up and feel the way I feel because I'm only one girl in love, with a dream, but I don't have the voice.

A Color.

I`ev never had a favorite color.
Because there enough colors for me to live with.
The rainbow just holds the pure colors...
What about the other ones?
Maybe the ones that have hurt other people. Maybe even killed a few...
What about the ones just searching for their Soul Mate?
Because I'm confused, Maybe Just cause I'm a teen in love...means I don't understand old folks. But I know That You Must Treat Everyone With Respect.
Or am I to young to decide what I should think and what I shouldn't think?
Because I think that most of you, Are FAKES.
Everyone tells me to stop acting like a child...But NO! I`m gonna be me...I`m gonna be my color.

Joy

I find Pure Joy just bringing a smile to someones lost expression.
Seeing that glow in thier eyes...Its somthing I crave..
Somtimes I feel like the Sun sheding light, But then Sometimes I feel like the little rain clouds...because I just cant find my place along with the tea cups and roses.
When I feel like I was gonna stop spreading happiness, Something craved again, and I bottled up my emotions just so he`d never know. Because he made me feel like a little rain cloud lost in the tea cups and roses.
But I still craved smiles and happiness...Along with Pure Joy...
I dont wanna be that little rain cloud...
So Im gonna be A star called Joy.

Last Dance

Last Night was the night for romance.
Its the last dance so hold me tight.
Because I dont think I`ll be coming back for you.
Last dance was the time for minds to filled and cluttered with illusions..
Last Dance means.
Last Dance With Me.

Art

Life After Death
Life After Death.
This Is Art
This Is Art.
Never Wanted This,
All It Was A Dance With Her.
Never Wanted To See It.
Life After Death
Life After Death.
This Is Art
This Is Art.

Cruel

As I sit here biting my nails wondering if he`d never loved me,
But he would never be so cruel to me,
Because I could never get over him, Everyone says I`m so needy,And I know I`m needy....but dose he?
Because I don't wanna be that girl.
Its annoying..
I'm wondering if he could ever just leave me...
I know he would never.