UnheardI'm sorryYou were standing so tallYou nearly reached the skiesBut then I made you fallAnd you are she who criesFor all her lifeShe believed what she now calls liesThat 'Practice makes perfect' or 'Your effort is worth it'I'm sorryIt's my faultYou were a queen with your crownBut then I brought you downBy getting rid of that crown of yours you treasured soI didn't want to hurt youNor did I mean toI'm sorryI'm such a foolTo think I'm good enough to even know you"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"I sayBut you say nothing and run awayI'm not someone you knew even though you deniedI'm sorry for lying and making you cryBut if I'm nothing but an obstacle in your lifeThen I'll dieOnly if it'll make you happyBut I'm sure it shall"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"I sayBut I get no replyAnd my voice withers away
ProgressWe've been through sunny skies so brightWe've been through cloudy and stormy nightsBut don't worry love, we're almost thereTo that place we dreamt of up above
SealYou stare at me, hoping that tomorrow I'll have a death wishBut you know, I had one long agoI don't have good hearing, for I'm deaf apparentlyBut even before I hear you say a sound, I know what you'll say,"I don't want to hear another word from you. Why don't you seal that mouth of yours?"Before I sew my lips together just to amuse youI'll ask you a question that I've been dying to ask for a very long time,"Why can't you?"
WhisperLike a bird she sits there perched on that swing of hersThe gateway wasn't open but it was unlockedSo whyWhy don't you fly away?Was she trapped inside?Was she too much of a coward to take that chance to escape that cageSealing her from the outsideShe tries to call out with a trembling voiceThat was exactly like a trampled withering flowerIs this the true end?If so what's after?Is she stuck here for all eternity?Is she trapped?In a cage that's covered with a blanket so no light can shine throughOr was she trying to hide?From those monsters outside clawing at the bars like wild animalsHunting down their preyNot giving them at least a moment to say their last prayerShe's been crying, she's been dyingShe's been lying this whole timeAnd apparentlySill they say she's a pure white dove, with no dark intentionsThey say she's perfectWill you really still think thatOnce she went outside?She's denying all the lies, the rumors that makes her wan
Pleas of the Banished FoolYou really shouldn't lieThere's no need to denyNo longer, nevermoreI'm sorry I'm a bother,A burden, a boreSo stop your lying,You're crying and dyingStop your attempts in taming,To maintain the sanity remainingIn this beast so wildSo murderous and vileAnd as you mournOver the old me who has swornTo be with thou even after we're deadTo be with thou at times when tears shall be shedAnd long, long ago your feelings for all was adornBut now all that's left for me is scornSo now I've decided to see you no moreFor I'm just a fool, just a boreI'm sorry I'm not your knight you wished me to beI can only be one;I can only be me
Everything's Going to be FineShe covers her eyes,Smiles and says"I'll be fine, all shall be fine."On her hands, that covered those eyesWere words written in black ink'I'm fine' it saidShe put her hands on her mouth,Revealing her eyes and the ink on her hands turned scarletThey changed to what looked like an open smileWith words as teeth that said,'Fake'
SeeI was just a kidWe all wereBut as I grew olderI realizedI'm not like the restBut we're still the sameNow aren't we?But you treat meAs if I'm not thereBack talking liesAbout myselfAnd othersSo that you may suppressYour miseryBut you're just the sameAs the rest of usBut you're differentYou think you can escapeThis cruel realityTchYou won't escapeFrom this crumbling world of yoursIf you continueTo put your misery on othersHis parents were just divorcedSo he enclosed himselfFrom everyone he knewFrom all the things he knewAbout himselfHe grew up angryTrying to create oppression and depressionUpon othersSo that he's not aloneHe's not the only oneWho felt that wayHe tried to escapeFrom shadows and darknessBut he didn't realizeHe was a shadow himselfAnd soHe grew up in darknessHe never had his mother or father thereTo shoo away the creatures in the darkShe was just a girlWho was one of his victimsHe called her "Ugly."It's just one wordBut you don'
What Pains MeWhat kills me everydayIs all the words you sayNot the bricks, sticks and stonesThat always break my bones But every syllable you sayThat causes my heart to wither awayThey trample on it like a flowerI'm waiting for the hourThe hour where everything is doneWhen someone has finally wonWhat pained me everydayWas all those words you sayThe fading echo of your voice that used to be heardDoesn't say a single word
Memory LaneA dust covered album all ragged and worn out sat on the shelfIt was waiting for me to uncover it from the mist that hid its nameMy old sketchbookCuriosity took over me as I began to flip through the pages of the crayon-filled drawingsMemory after memory, I scan through the pagesA girl in a field of grass so green and sun so bright with not a cloud nor shadow in sightA girl playing hopscotch with others around her but the others seemed cold and lifeless as if they were just stuffed,soulless toysA girl tucked in bed with a nightlight on and her mother sitting beside her reading a story but what kind?A girl holding hands with her mother and father on a bright day smiling happilyA girl facing the other way staring into the horizonA girl staring at a group of friends walking away ahead of her, laughingA girl crying somewhere where no light shines through the darkness nor where you're accompanied by othersA girl facing two silhouetted figures fighting and yelling at the girl,
What you're worthFor you I would climb the tallest mountain without any gear, food or resources to surviveAll I'll need is my two bare handsFor you I would sing a song from the deepest part of my heartWith melody and lyrics I can't describe But all I'll need is my voiceFor you I would walk on the sun even if I start melting and turn to ashes even beforeBut all I'll I need is your faithFor you I would do anything, anything at allI would do anything even if the last grain of sand in my hourglass falls to the other sideI would do anything for you, and only youI would do anything but hate you
What's Written On the Next Page?You're scaredOf what death is likeOf what might happen on the next page of the storybookAnd so what?So what if you die?Sure enough you'll be mourned forSure enough you'll be cried forSure enough you won't be forgottenBut you're gonna die one dayEveryone willBut don't be scaredThere's someone up there looking out for youAnd if you believe enoughHe'll open a window once a door closesSo don't be scaredYou're not aloneAnd never will beThere's the world out thereThat's watching out for youSurely it brings danger at timesBut slowly you'll learn to surviveSo don't be scaredThere's always someone thereEven though they seem invisible to youAnd if you areThen live today as if it was your lastSince you never knowWhat the future holds
Goodnight, Goodbye"Hello?"You shouldn't botherI'm not gonna wake upNo matter how much you repeat your messageI won't wake upI've got rights too you know?So don't force me to open my eyesI don't care if my days will go byThe day when I open my eyes I'm probably 6ft underneath the surfaceI'd rather keep dreamingOr trying to at leastI'd rather be in my worldThan in this hellhole you call 'home'
SheepShe's just a little girlA shadow in the lightA witch hidden in a villageA rock in a pile of diamondsA devil in HeavenA wolf in a flock of sheepThis was her lifeHer personalityHerselfMade for herBy othersShe didn't want to be like thisShe wasn't like thisHer surroundingsPlanted a seedThat made her believeThat she'll always be aloneThat she'll never be lovedThat she'll never find loveThat she'll be like thisForeverShe's just a little girlA girl who's misunderstoodBy the unknown faces around herShe's a shattered mirrorShe's brokenShe's a puzzleWith all her beliefsWith all her thoughtsShe enclosed herselfShe locked herself awaySince she thought she was truly a 'wolf'But it was safer insideShe thoughtBut it wasn'tShe's still surroundedBy strangersAfter the daysAfter the yearsShe became more intimidatedShe had no courageBut it's not goneNot yetThere's still a lightThere's still hopeBut without supportShe can never find itIt's harder then
UntitledOnce upon a timeThere was a girlShe had no friendsJust a familyWho didn't seem to care a bitNot a single bitShe said not a wordNot a single phraseShe just spent her daysDrawing and drawingLike alwaysAs she grew olderShe became more depressedMore lonelySince no one could see herNot that it matteredTo themShe cries to sleep at nightIf she cries where no one isWill someone ever hear?If someone didWould they stayOr go away?Like the rest who knew herWhen she wanted to cryShe held it inAnd waits for the restTo fadeWhen no one's lookingWhere no one shall hear her voice at allAfterShe continues drawingShe's tired of cryingShe's tired of lyingShe's tired of wearing this maskBut she still doesSo no one shall knowThe pain she's hidingThrough her hardshipsAnd painShe's still her stoic and nostalgic selfShe couldn't change who she wasShe was like this from the startEven thoughPeople tried to paint her in their own wayShe still remained the sameAn
I Wanted to DreamI wanted to go to the north poleSo that the silhouettes of buildings won't block the skyI wanted to go to the moonSo I'm closer to reaching the starsI wanted to go to the sunSo that I won't see any darknessI wanted to go to the heavensSo that I can meet my guardian angelI wanted to make you smileSo you can be happy
CatnapI am the cat sitting on your lap,pet my fur and make me purr.I am going to take my nap,so sit really tight without a stir!Do you want to go somewhere?I am sorry, there's no way.I own you, hear me to declare!Meow, I won yet again, yay!~Petra
To the Christian who said I was going to Hell...To the Christian who said I was going to Hell:Hello, you will probably never read this, and I doubt you even know who I am or even remember me. It's okay; for the most part I don't even remember you. Not your voice, your face, or even your name. All I can remember are those words you said to me all those years ago...I'm seven years old, still in elementary school. For as long as I can remember, I've always gone to that small Baptist Church in a town called Cave City in Arkansas. Both my parents were good honest Christians, though my mom, being a Lutheran didn't like that I was going to Sunday school at a Baptist church. But that was all we had in that small town, so better that then no church at all, and mom and dad did their best to express their beliefs to me and my brother, over what they taught us there.I never really knew the difference back then, though. I didn't even know what being Christian was. Stories of Moses and a burning bush, Jonah and the whale, Noah building a giant
Paint the Roses Red"I give you roses that are white."You said"Now paint them any color you'd like."You saidI smiled"How about red?"I saidAnd all that's left of youIs your head