Tonight - Part 5 of 'High School - the Story'Tonight - Part 5 (moderate)
Dear whoever dares,
This is a change the world can handle,
One less person no one cares.
I'm dying tonight,
Because the pain I cannot eliminate,
The hurtful words have flowed into this broken heart,
Leaving me with an expiry date.
Some people tried to help me up,
But many pushed me further down.
I only wanted to be different,
I was hurt as I was not competing for a crown.
To use a noose or cut with glass,
That is still undecided.
All I know is that it won't hurt,
As I won't be trying to fight it.
I've been pushed past breaking,
And so now I'm letting go.
I'm dying tonight for many reasons,
And no one will ever know...
Mirror mirror on the wallWho is that person?
I don't even know anymore.
She used to be my best friend,
That was before he came along,
Before he ruined everything,
Before the end.
I see her every now and then,
The true girl she once was.
But then she looks back,
And that girl is gone again.
She's changed her style,
She now wears make up.
What happened to her morals,
She used to believe everyone is innocent.
That girl is gone.
I stare into the mirror looking for my old best friend,
but I can't find someone,
Who's lost in oblivion.
I can't remember the last time,
Where I truely felt at home,
The person in my room makes me so confused.
My reflection constantly stares me down,
But I don't know what's wrong.
I still live my family,
I still live my friends,
The only difference is,
I don't trust them.
I've been hurt one to many times,
There's no return from a sinners demise.
Hurt and shallow,
My pain swallows me whole.
The person I see isn't me,
Not what I used to be,
That happy girl,
Has sunk into a horr
Finding BeautyIt's like staring into a pond,
With a sun ray reflecting,
From the waters glassy surface,
Creating a wave of rainbows,
Beneath this cool shallow wonder.
It's like playing with fire,
Your fingers caress the flame,
Whilst your heart beats,
You don't want to get burnt,
But just to feel the rush.
It's like watching bees work,
Collecting pollen with fast hands,
Guarding their savior,
Found in the garden of zen,
Peace will come soon for them.
It's like staring into your eyes,
Watching an ocean filled with dolphins,
Jumping through the different shades of blue,
Emotions flow through those eyes,
Like your inspiration to my heart...