He Chose You, Why Not Me?Try as I might, I cannot succeed. Crying for your touch, I can barely breathe. With you, I always smiled. When I spoke your name, peace was in me. But when I needed you, you left... Was I not good enough for your love? Was there another better than me? The tragedy, the tears, they were too much, I turned to pain. Getting by every day, only with blade. Hiding the marks, as I still do. Since you left me, why do I still care? I end this with one last question. I never lost faith in you, So, God, why did you lose faith in me?He Chose You, Why Not Me?
Walking LostI walk in this senseless world, all the time I hear your name, yet as i reach my hands toward you, outstretched for your love, guidance, care...I grasp only empty air. You save others so why not me? Am i the one left to keep wondering, to keep walking lost in darkness, or am i just not worth your attention at all? My arms are lifted high to you, like the others around me. I turn to them, looking for any clue. I can almost see your relfection in their eyes. They are filled with your love, your acceptance... Yet as i lift my eyes back to you all i caWalking Lost
Look Through the GlassIn the midst of the crowd, you see his face and think he's like the others, so you look right through him, and miss the eyes. Eyes crying for attention, crying for you to notice... his pain deep inside. Wearing more clothes to hide the scars as he eases his pain, day by day. Until... When you read about him in the morning news. A solitary picture with some kind words is all you'll ever see again. And what then? He'll fade away to the back of you mind, because you will never learn that the one's hurting the most &Look Through the Glass
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I love all of your work on here. Most of all I love you.
~Megan
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...and the mome raths outgrabe
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