At first the rain fell
So wide and deep
I climbed up the hill to reminisce
the dew that forms
on the flowers,
giving a new meaning
but this rain changed from blue to black
and left,
nothing.

Scattered are my thoughts
desperately searching for a hold
in this breaking reality
of life so cold

I am me and I will be
so why question things i cannot see?
Anger and pain are all I feel,
yet my face does not show it...
is this even real?

Even from myself I hide,
never shall I confide.

Forever in my heart these dry tears will linger,
for I am simply,
a hopeless thinker.

You cannot see who I am,
the girl inside
who doesn't, who won't
run and hide.
Isn't weak, meek
or too afraid to speak.
Who won't let people get her down,
the only girl who wouldn't let you push her around.

You cannot be who I am,
for I am above your immaturity
a place you've never known....
or will ever know!
But will search for so you can at least
catch a glimpse of where I am.
Life goes up and down,
and all around.
But you?
You'll stay the same...
with only your hopeless self to blame.

You cannot love who I am,**
the artistic young poet who breaths life into words,
or the object meant for looks and never to be heard?
I am not yours to hold,
to mold.
to ultimately destroy
I will NOT be someones mute toy.
Fight back I will...
until the end of my days,
for I already know,
you'll never change your ungodly ways.

You cannot hold who I am.
You cannot see who I am
You cannot touch who I am
You cannot love who I am
You cannot be who I am
AND you cannot TAKE who I am!

For I am me...
and you don't even know *who she is.

Lie to yourself
and say everything will be okay

Then,
cry your eyes out...
till night fades to day.

And though the sun rises,
it's still dark...
for you have an unfixable heart.

Broken by so many people along the way
living this life...
making you not want to stay.