I am not a perfect person,
And I don't try to be.
I am just another imprisoned soul,
That is longing to be set free.

I don't want to be in this place anymore,
I don't want to shed anymore tears.
I'm sick of always hiding inside of myself,
This has gone on for too many years.

I don't want to show my emotions,
Or to tell you how I feel.
I just want to know the difference,
Between what is fake and what is real.

I'm just another lost soul,
That is waiting to be found.
I'm just another liability,
That you don't want around.

I'm just falling through the air,
And I'm about to hit the ground.
But I don't expect anyone to catch me,
Because no one wants me around.

No one really cares about me,
They just ignore me everyday.
No one really cares enough,
To even ask me if I'm okay.

Raindrops fall from the sky
As blood drips from my eye
The ground rips and resists
As I cut open my wrists

Sunlight fails to shine
Darkness becomes my shrine
Fire shoots up in the air
As my soul I declare

This demon from hell to take
The anger I can’t fake
Cold fingers of darkness reach for my hand
As lightening wreaks havoc on the land

Evil courses through my veins
My heart pounding as it strains
Now that I’ve told you what I’ve become
It’s more true to you than some
But if you try to save me from this fate

By Shianne Wardell

A cry of a girl
Is hurting inside
She feels so trapped,alone,unwanted
Crying for someone to go beside
All she can do is cry
Nobody cares,nobody worries,nobody listens
She's invisible,wishing she was never born
She's heart-broken,so brutally torn
Crying herself to sleep in the pitch black night
Wishing someone could just tell her it will all be all right
But no one seems to be in sight
No one will be there when she needs comfort
No one is going to be there when she needslove or warmth
This crying girl wants to be free
For that lonely girl is me

Writing memories on this paper

You are far too away to be my helper

Writing words that are just for you

I’ll let you know what I’ve been through

It’s only you who can understand

The weird turns of my restless mind

I leave for you words written on the sand

Better read them before they get washed

I found your arm the safest place

And your love the purest of all

It’s far too bad, it’s for ne a disgrace

Writing thought I want to let you know

That you were and will always be my soul

Being the past still my present

It’s you whom I will turn to for love