disguised as a nerd

look at her ,that little nerd
hiding a secret ,that everyones heard
but they dont know its her
of course not ,shes just a harmless nerd
but if you look straight in her eyes
you can see the truth
shes what everyones talking about
even you
so she may be a nerd by day
but shes so mutch more a night
something ever ones afraid of
isnt that right
but if your good
she wont come
because we all know
the mysterious hero has alreadly won
so she may be a nerd
buts its only a disuise
so her cover wont be blown at night

smile

smile
some times its all you can do
so they wont know the truth about you
hide the pain in your eyes
so they cant see
that you want to fit in
so despritly
so hold your head up high and smile
hide it for a while
till you all alone
so you can cry without it being known

smile

rage

rage sometimes its all i can feel
no matter how long i hold it back
it always wins
it bubbles inside
and mutiplies day by day
it builds up
till its let it free
and sets me on a yelling spree
i cant stop it
i have to scream
even when im out of breath
and done with the moment
theres still some inide
that can come out
any givin moment

creature

A creature that missing
A heart, but has wings
Is missing love and compassion
Among other things

Feels nothing but lust
For the death of all living
For blood to be spilt
For many missgivings

A creature that thrives
In the shadows alone
Wanting darkness to consume them
Right down to the bone

Damned from the living
With nothing to lose
Lost all that was wanted
Left alone and abused

This creature just wanders
To people who have feared
This creature itself
When this creature is here

                -person on wattpad

when you look in the mirror
what do you see
a beautiful girl
or one looking for an escape easily
my escape is my mind
were i can be free
living alone just being me
i don't need friends there
because i have a million
i don't have no worries
because this is were i desert them
this is my escape, my mind
and id live it every day if i had the time

give me this ill give you that

                        give me a pencil i'll write a million stories
                 give me a pen i make a thousand songs
              give me a marker io design a hundred tattoos
         give me a crayon i make a thousand charcoal rubbings
                give me paint an i will paint you a picture
               give me a chissel i will sculbt stone and ice
 give me a muddy stick and i will draw,write,paint,and show you my life

shower

"It's a place to cry without being heard. It's a place to daydream without being disturbed. It's a place where you can think back on all your best memories and laugh without being looked at funny. It's a place you're not judged. It's a place where you can sing as loud as you want without being told to be quiet. It's where you can contemplate your life and think about your future. It's where you think about how to impress your crush. AND THEN you shampoo, condition, and wash.

               -random person on fanfic.net

who am i

                                    you dont know me 
                                 you dont no my story                          
                           why i dress i do or act how i act
                           you dont no who i am or what
                                   so why do you judge

silience

                                           I have so much to say right now
                                  but im trapped inside a cage of words unspoken
                                      i don't want to mess up so i say nothing
                               because im afraid of what may come out if i speak up
                                             its funny how we feel so much
                                                    but don't say a word
                                                  how we scream so loud
                                                      but cant be heard

true self

                                                i watch as life goes by
                                      and time after time i think of mine 
                                                  my life is kind
                                              yet its full of sorrow     
                                  but everyday i move on to tomorrow   
                                  what it will bring and what i will do  
                               is this the real me and is that the real you
                                     are you really mean and cruel
                                  are the rest of us just stupid fools
                                         we look with our eyes 
                                            and see the cover
                             but whats behind may never be discovered