I can't explain this sudden feeling of sadness
It creeps into my heart
And makes a change for the worst
I sit alone and hold in the tears
For if I let them out, I'll be exposed
But I'll shake this emotion
Like I did the hurt
And I'll be made brand new
And victory will be mine!

When will we stop tearing our eyes away
From all the ugly things in this world?
When we have the power - the calling to make them beautiful
We're so worried about our image
That we can't even look a hurting person in the eyes

That girl wearing the long sleeves
Watches her father pummle her mother
Instead of watching TV
All she knows is hurting people
But the only one to hurt is herself
She welcomes the blade
And we just walk away
Instead of wrapping her in the love
She's searched endlessly for

The man that sleeps in the garbage
Watched his house and family burn up in flames
And blames himself as he starves unwillingly
No one spares him a glance
Let alone some change

Its time we make ourselves known
Instead of just existing

So we escaped the tormentors
But now what?
We can't go back home
Show our shameful faces to our Father
Would we ever be happy again?
We will know better
Than to believe that we could ever deserve his mercy
So we roam the wilderness
Dying from the frost
Being devoured by beasts
Starving, gnashing on our own flesh
We hear our Father calling for us from afar
But we run
Drenched in shame
Away from our home

She has given you her best
She only tries to make it work
Because you keep saying you love her
The sole of your boot leaves a mark of remembrance
On her cheek for everyone to see
She covers for you time and time again
And you let her!

On of these days shell see you for who you are
The world is hers for the taking
You'll be dead to her
And no one else could take her place
Because only she could love you
Enjoy what you have now
Because it won't last

I heard she left you
She realized you don't deserve her
She's better than what you say she is
Her beauty is beyond looks
Her heart won't have to endure you any longer
Because she is free

The sun wont always shine on me
My friends won't always be there
Life won't always make sense
Happiness isn't always there to comfort me
Your heart will always steer you wrong
But I always remember
Is that Your light will always be there to guide me
Through this harrow

Sitting here without a thought
Pencil in hand but nothing comes out
The paper is blank
Just like my mind
No inspiration, thoughts, opinions...
I sit in a room of small white walls
No view of the outside world
Just me and my blank sheet of paper
What now?
What good is writing when there's nothing to write?
I feel like these words are not mine
But belong to who I wish I was
This isn't me
Its who I wanna be
So I sit and write
The words and feelings that belong to her
She's seen the world for what it is
She's felt pain
She's been inspired
She's alive!
I'm in my safe house
With small white walls
Covered windows
And blank paper