• I Feel Lost;
    Alone.
    Torn Between who I Am;
    And who I would be
    If I Started all over
    Who I Would be
    If I Wasn’t forced to be myself.
    I Feel Lost
    I’m Not Myself anymore;
    I’m Not Anyone.
    I’m Not Her,
    And I’m Not them.
    I’m not what I Should be.
    Who I Should be is not what you see;
    I Should Not be some girl on the cover of a magazine;
    I Should Not be me.
    I’m Not worth Being.
    Every Second;
    I’m Crying;
    Or wishing I was dying;
    And I Need someone to stop me;
    Not the Way my mother says No
    Not The way my best friend says
    “Please, Don’t go.”
    I Need someone to Grab me by the hand,
    And Hold me closer than their own heart;
    And say I’m Worth it.
    And In That moment
    I’d know they’re worth it.
    They would stop this endless crying
    This Wish That I’m Dying
    And in that moment
    I would be trying
    To keep myself safe
    And they would keep me safe
    And sane
    And they’d bring a smile to my face
    Not the one you all see
    When That pretty girl looks at me
    A smile; More Indefinitely
    Perhaps for eternity
    She’d Stand right in front of me
    Between me-and the end.
    That gap in the bridge
    That pair of sissors
    That Knife
    Those pills.
    She’d take me away
    From those harmful things
    And would say to me
    “Please,
    I wont Let you Leave.
    You Mean Too Much
    Even If I’m Only thirteen.
    I’ll Do everything
    To be anything
    And I’ll keep you away from those
    Wretched things
    That try to take you away from me.”
    And in that moment
    I’d break down;
    In her arms;
    Crying my heart
    My lungs Out
    Anything that keeps me alive
    Would be in her soft, caring hands
    She’d keep them
    So I Wouldn’t have to worry,
    And in that moment;
    She would smile
    And it would take any tear I had
    Any Tear that was to come
    And whisk it away.
    And for the first time
    I’d smile back
    And it would feel
    Like a heart attack
    When I Feel her heart beat
    And Simultaneously; Mine.
    In That moment
    My Mind Wouldn’t exsist
    And it wouldn’t even matter
    Because my heart would take over
    And her heart would rule it
    And She’d stop me
    In That Moment
    She’d save everything inside of me
    She’d take it away
    Till I was a shell
    And she’d look through all the
    Hopeless emotions
    And the Stupid devotions
    And She’d rip them apart
    Until they made sense
    Until they felt good
    And In that moment
    I Would be good
    I’d be holy and Clean
    But truly
    What does that mean?
    To Have a soul so pristine?
    It’s the grime that makes us
    And the shine that breaks us
    And she’d love every bit of it.
    She’d polish the clean
    And Muck up the Grime
    And In That moment
    We would belong only to time
    Racing as fast as our hearts would let us
    While Everyone Else Tries to tell us
    We’re too young For this marathon
    And time would be angry
    Because we’d leave it alone
    And it would be all Alone
    Nobody paying attention anymore
    Just for their appointments
    We would have no appointments
    We would live
    Forever
    In That Moment.