If itgs a new year then why is everything still the same? Isn't it supposed to be about a new begining? Because eberything around me is exactly the same. The only difference is that everything seems to be getting worse...

"Is it better to have everyone hate you for who you are, or have people like you for who your not? Is the answer really that clear or am I just too scared to find out? I don't know any more..."

What is life?
A chore or a choice?

A girl has her secrets
Like hiding pain with lies
Living in a world of darkness
With the truth inside her eyes

When will the voices stop
I hear them all around me
I hear them whisper behind my back
If only they knew what their words did to me
How much damage they cause
What I've become because of them
I'm no longer an angel
I'm emo...

Why is everytime I ask God to bring me to him he ignores me?
Did I do something wrong?
Or am I just not worth his time?

When I talk to you my life brightens...
but to you it's just another chat with somebody.

Life is like a fight,
sometimes you win and sometimes you don't.

Trying to get through life everyday soon becomes a chore rather than a habit

The moment u dont know who u r anymore
u look in the mirror it does seem to b u anymore