I dont love him, i dont love him, i dont love him.............maybe if i keep telling myself that, ill believe it

After all the hurt and pain you caused
do you still feel like you deserve an applause?

from my poem "walls"

There's a scream your silence that doesn't let anyone in.

We are all hiding behind a mask

Why do you always try to fit in when you are meant to stand out

You can try, try all you want......but trying never gets you anywhere

Why cant i stop crying.....i guess im just sick of trying

Everytime you close that door
another door is opened
and everytime you say goodbye
a different word is spoken

Every new begining comes from some beginings end

How many times can heart be torn apart and still expected to keep beating?