There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.

I'm hurting so bad inside I just wish you could see... I'm struggling to be someone that isn't even close to me.

Someone once asked me, 'Why do you always insist on taking the hard road?' I replied, 'Why do you assume I see two roads?'

There's a smile on my face but I don't know why it's there... I put it on to satisfy all the people that don't even care.

What do you do when you become too scared, too scared to live, too scared to die, too scared to love, too scared to even care?

Just another bad day, too much stress
My life has turned into such a mess
Pull out the blade, cut it away
Perfect ending to my day
Pull down my sleeves to hide the pain
Don't worry soon you'll forget my name

-from my poem Soon You'll Forget Me

Keep on running, and never look back, for If you do, you might trip, and yourself will catch up with you.

When your little you think dandelions are flowers; its not till you grow up that you think they're weeds. The dandelions never changed, your standards did.

You took away my happiness and let me live this lie

I wake up every morning hoping it will be a better day than the last and I go to bed every night wondering why someone always has to prove me wrong.