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Cry
When she screamed at me for nothing
I withdrew my cry.
When she was disappointed despite my trying
I withdrew my cry.
When everything I believed in was said to be "Wrong!"
When even my thoughts and imagination were "Twisted and wrong!"
I withdrew my cry!
When he acknowledged the truth I so greatly despise
I withdrew my cries.
When he ripped out my heart, broke it, made a part of me die.
I withdrew my cry!
Now, consumed with low self esteem and a hatred for myself
Holding anger and resentment toward the world not loving even myself!
I renounce my cry!
When again everything is to my blame
I'll let out my cry!
When, for everything I do, I'm meant to feel shame,
I'll let out my cry!
When the truth starts to hurt, I'll no longer lie.
When heartbreak is inevitable and there's no point to lie
I'll let out my cry!
And you'll see me cry, yes, you'll "see" me cry.
Don't try to cheer me up, these lakes will not dry.
You'll be around to see that flood in my eyes
spilling over on to my heart.
See that vast ocean of blue sorrow
you've caused me to drowned in.
I hope you get a glimpse
of that good part of me you made die.
And most of all . . . .
I hope you cry.
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Random Thought
What are you doing in there? Get out of my head!
I didn't let you in. Did you hear what I said?
Stop pestering me! I want you to go away!
Stop messing with my mind. I can't deal with you today!
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Random Thought
LOOK! Jenna got fuckin� screwed again!
Again and again, her life�s down the drain.
Those fuckin� stupid women and those fuckin� stupid men,
They�re fucking her up and driving her insane!
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Three More Years
Three more years and I'll be out of this hell whole
Three more years and I won't have to pretend
I won't have to deal, I won't have to feel,
Hell, in three years, maybe I'll heal.
I won't have to walk around, faking my life,
I'll do what I want, say what I want, feel how I want.
I won't have to fear your words
because I won't have to hear your words.
Three more years and I'll be free
Three more years and I'll be me
Until then I'll go on living
doing what's required of me until my time nears,
. . . Three more years.
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