- Diem Perdidi
I am not a ghost, but I wish that I could be.
I am not a demon, but there are demons inside of me.
I no longer wish to be such an invalid.
I'm a goner, too silently dysthymic.
Sailing, sailing forever...
My heart's disconnected.
My mind's not together.
Wearing pain on my wrists,
- i wanna be a ghost
I can't believe what's going on:
Sour neck, faked smiles and cuts on your arm.
This is too real. I am not real.
I cannot deal. I cannot deal.
Forget you.
Forget everyone.
I wish this
Never began.
- Light Eyes Might
I know that i disappoint
I know i'm not what you wanted
and i'm sorry
You're my only son
I always break her heart
when she tries to fix mine
- Patching Up Lungs
I would be lying if I told you I was ok.
I can't stand it.
I can't stand it anymore.
I can't take it.
I can't take it anymore.
I hate my friends.
I hate my family, but most of all I hate myself,
Because you're gone and I'm broken,
- SUMMER '12
All we do in life is look for attention. Open our eyes until we reach the place, we have no longer a need to see. We stretch out our fingertips as high as we can, lifting our steel-built ribcage, allowing us a few final breaths. We take flight, inhaling the new air incense we smell so strongly our eyes try to envision it but just can't wrap our minds around the concept. Same with science; they study me and observe my every movement as if I am some sort of monster in the shadows or animal crying out in the wild. I am in my own world. Not where the wild things are, but where the wild things aren't. And this is where the wild things should be! No one around me to help and no one around me understands. I live on my own trying to survive with every bit of strength I have. I open my eyes and look at them and hope that they see me for who I am and not what they want. I am not a monster, just a man. A kid, a boy, I am something more.