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lost girl May 2014
"You have such a bright future ahead of you young lady."
Yeah, college then working until you die is just great!

"A young girl like you has nothing to be sad about."
Am I not supposed to feel?

"You're such a beautiful young lady."
Yeah, but the scars on my wrists aren't.

(a.d)
lost girl May 2014
I like how I am slowly
                                          fading away
                                                           ­       and you don't even notice.

I like how I desperately
                                             need you
                                                  and you don't even give me a hand.
I like how I need you to
                                           notice me
                                                      and you don't even look my way.
I like how I am
                                          dying inside
                                                         ­             and you don't even care.

(a.d)
  May 2014 lost girl
unwritten
she said,
"don't grow up,"
and i replied,
"my darling,
it's a bit too late for that.
the fun and games
have ended.
the curtains
are closing.
the adrenaline
is fading.
the smiles
are dying.
the hearts
are breaking.
and i feel
i have lived
a thousand lifetimes,
each one lacking
a childhood."

(a.m.)
welcome to reality. enjoy your stay.
  May 2014 lost girl
unwritten
When it's raining
I can't decide
If it's the sky
Screaming out in agony,
With broken roars of thunder
And brilliant, crashing streaks of lightning
Or
If it's the sky
Releasing all it has to offer
In gentle tears of rain
Filled with all the sorrows
And regrets
Of its blue wonderland.

Maybe the sky
Is never sure how
To release all its anger,
All its sadness,
All its confusion.
And so on some days
It rains,
Crying softly.
And on others,
It screams
And shouts
With thunder.

Maybe we
Are like the sky.

(a.m.)
lost girl May 2014
You can't die from a broken heart
Because He left
and
I'm still breathing.
He left
and
my heart is still beating.

(a.d)
lost girl May 2014
Boys don't like sad girls
Boys don't like girls with cuts on their arms
Boys don't like girls who scream at night
Boys don't like girls with monsters in their head

Boys don't like girls like me.

(a.d)
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