Would They CareIt probably sounds stupid to say this,Would They Care by Mightykittnz
But I feel as if no one will save us.
Or me, that is 'cause I'm selfish,
and stupid and worthless and hurt.
What I'm trying to say,
is there anyone there?
Does anyone care?
Would they care if I cried?
Would they care if I died?
And what would they do if I did?
Would they care at all?
Would they sympathize?
Would they feel sorry for me?
Or would they act as if nothing had happened
and nothing was there to see.
"That crazy girl who was always depressed;
She's gone now and out of our lives."
"Thank God she's gone, all she did was annoy us.
And now she's not here as a bother. Now we're finally free."
Is that what they'd say about me?
Is that what they think when they see
what I try to hide away?
Or would they want me to stay?
Do they even care I'm alive?
They say I'm their friend but is that lies?
I ask too much questions.
I "sorry" too much.
I say stupid things all the time.
I try to get better but what happens the
One-Sided LoveOne-Sided Love.One-Sided Love by Mightykittnz
I want you to love me,
but I know you don't.
I want you to hug me,
I know you won't.
I want you to kiss me,
I know you can't.
Because you love her.
And I'm just here
for when you're bored,
and there's no one else to talk to.
I think sometimes there's a reward,
but really, there is nothing.
Nothing my love can afford.
For one-sided love;
Why is it here?
It makes no damn sense.
Why would you love someone who won't care? Hence,
oh, one-sided love.
What does it mean?
It means pain.
It means hurt.
Torture to the mind.
I shouldn't complain since you've been so kind...
...But it hurts, it hurts,
it tears me up.
Even when I try to be tough.
I fall to pieces, I can't be strong.
I can't be all the things you want.
But that's just it, that's why I'm broken...
I'm not good enough; as I'd been hoping.
You call them Sociopaths, I call them HumansYou call them Sociopaths, I call them HumansYou call them Sociopaths, I call them Humans by moonlight-Aria
I once saw this man
siting in a bench at the park
my mom told me to be careful
because he was probably mad.
I just stared into his eyes
and let my lips form a smile,
and instead of feeling fear
I just saw the mess
inside his mind.
Maybe that was the day,
I silently promised to that man
that in a not so distant future
I would help others
fix their lives.
What an unexpected surprise
was when I told my teacher
I would go to the university
to get a graduate in criminology.
And what a curious face my friend did
when I, somehow, told her
that my future career
would consist of blood and crime scenes.
"That's not what a proper lady should do,
you're so innocent you won't last a year"
and what do you expect me to be?
A bored woman sitting
in a desk asking repeatedly
"hello sir, what do you need?"
Trying to fake a smile
because I hate my job
and that's how life works?.
Well thank you, but no sir.
Many have told me it's foolish
to try to
Never what it seemsSometimes a dead person can be the most beautiful lie,Never what it seems by WordsFallForever
Sometimes a living person can be the ugliest truth;
A little girl can be the most evil,
A dirty bum can be the nicest person.
Nothing is ever what it seems,
And too often you have judged me
Without even knowing it.
You see me as the little girl
But don't you know?
She has died
And all that is left is a beautiful lie;
She has grown into the evil girl.
And if you were to know the real me
You would think I'm a dirty bum
But don't you know?
The bum is the nicest person,
But she's still alive
And she is an ugly truth.
Nothing is ever what it seems
Soon you will judge the real me
And now you know
I was never what I seemed.