good bye.

It's a shame that it had to be this way

It's not enough to say I'm sorry
It's not enough to say I'm sorry

Maybe I'm to blame
Or maybe were the same
But either way I can't breathe
Either way I can't breathe

All I had to say is GOODBYE :(
Were better off this way
Were better off this way

I'm alive but I'm losing all my drive
Cause everything we've been through
And everything about you
Seemed to be a lie
A guiltless twisted lie
It made me learn to hate you
Or hate myself for letting it pass by

All I had to say is goodbye
Were better off this way
Were better off this way
All I had to say is goodbye
Were better off this way
Were better off this way

And every, everything isn't only
What it seemed so hold these
Words that you never told me
Its time to say goodbye
Its time to say goodbye
Its time to say goodbye
Goodbye

Bye

Take my hand away
Spell it out
Tell me I was wrong
Tell me I was wrong

Take my hand away
Spell it out
Tell me I was wrong
Tell me I was wrong

Take my hand away
Spell it out
Tell me I was wrong
Tell me I was wrong

poem of dilemma

I want to hold someone. I want someone to hold on to me. I want warm long cuddles that last so long that it starts to become awkward. I want someone to trust. I want a friend I can turn to. I want to be able to love life. I want to be able to handle things when things don’t turn out the way I want. I want my parents to be proud of me. I want to walk on the beach with someone while holding hands and watching the sunset.  I want to feel pretty, not just look pretty. I want cute morning and goodnight text messages that never get old. I want to fall in love and have someone there to catch me.

what i want

"i want to remembered as the girl who always smiles even when my heart is broken, and the one that could always brighten up your day even if i couldnt brighten my own"

what is sad

I felt sad, because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something that nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see people in your life break one by one

No one knows

People think they know you. They think they know how you’re handling a situation. But the truth is no one knows. No one knows what happens after you leave them, when you’re lying in bed or sitting over your breakfast alone and all you want to do is cry or. They don’t know what’s going on inside your head—the mind-numbing cocktail of anger and sadness and guilt. This isn’t their fault. They just don’t know. And so they pretend and they say you’re doing great when you’re really not. And this makes everyone feel better. Everybody but you.