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Me: Because people who are prideful believe people should change for them. People who think lowly of themselves believe they should change for other people.

We all fight different demons, mine may be nothing to you, but they are everything to me.

It's okay, it only stung a little If it had been spread over my body But it was concentrated on my heart.

"You look prettier when you smile" The words are soft but vile "Okay" I say and lift my lips A hand my throat grips "There you go" The voice crows "No one likes a sad girl" I speak "I won't unfurl" I keep my face clenched Thoughts entrenched "Keep that mask" I stay on task They ask "Are you okay?" "I'm fine" I say in mocking obey

Hush little one It'll be okay The day is done The sun gone away You are far too young to cry Life is easy for you now You have the will to try Think you can make it somehow Let me tell you little child Life is not a kind place All imperfect exiled Everyone in a race Hush little one While you still can Life holds a loaded gun One bullet has you for a plan

Light and darkness Hope and fear Fullness or emptiness Smile or sneer Life or death What everyone thinks When is my last breath How many more blinks But does it matter Truly or not World of shatter Of tears fought Someday soon No matter how long Death opens his arms under the moon Grip warm and strong Leaving the world of lost dreams Of lost hopes Up into the sky under moon light beams Free of the ropes Into the light Into the life For the world is of plight And death has no strife.

She has been raised Where size 0 is praised Sickly thin is good All would if they could Where eating is bad Over 110 is sad Mental disorder Riding the boarder Ribs stick out Throw up bout He has to be buff So much more tough Tears aren't allowed Can't be cowed Six pack required If he wants to be desired Lacking sureness Holds all poorness Stand up tall You better not fall Mental breakdown Thoughts can drown In a world so broken Where you are outspoken But what can you do? Except follow through You better fit in To be comfortable in your skin Don't be a fool And follow the rules.

What are they saying? The thoughts are weighing Do they think im dumb? Come on stay numb She really hates me He thinks I’m crappy You selfish person Thoughts worsen Not everything is about you Grow up, push through Keep walking Keep blocking I can’t do this I always miss What if i fail? I should just bail But everyone will hate me Too crowded need to be free Calm down Don’t frown Keep talking Keep blocking Why are they always mad I try my hardest to be glad I feel tears fall down my face They don’t understand I need space I need more air More than i can bare I curl up to hide my fear Vision no longer clear I’ sorry for failing I keep from wailing I’m not good enough for society I’m sorry i have anxiety

Hate is to strong of an emotion to waste on someone you dislike. You can only truly hate someone you love.

We are all in this ocean trying to stay afloat. The darkness pulls us down to the depths as we struggle to reach the surface. I feel the pull at my legs but I will not go down without making sure all my friends stay up. I will gladly sink beneath the waves to get them safely to land.

Me: "What about it?"

The door opens The glass is broken The light blinks The window clinks The wind howls The attic growls The floor creaks The air shrieks It’s all in your head There are no dead The doors on a spring It broke the glass with the swing The storm hits the lines The window is fine The storm can be loud The attic can’t growl The floor is old The air is just cold Ghosts don’t exist And they certainly aren’t pissed The only ghosts are inside your head They live on the path you already tread To move past them you must look a head l Look forward with hope not back with dread.