Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I can be.
Sure I'm young, quiet, and shy.
But I'm such an amazing person, which many pass by.
Why?
Why can't people just take the time?
Just tell me your favorite thing to do and I'll tell you mine.
The people that do, I hold dear to my heart.
They see me as mysterious, sweet, funny, and smart.
You can't expect me to open up the very first day.
It takes time, but trust me, I'll soon have a lot to say.
Why?
Why can't people wait and get to know the real me?
I bet you I'd be a much different person than you first did see.
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,
When you just don't know what to
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
Dear friend, let me say
something on this special day
Though we are far apart,
Do I love you?
Look into my eyes.
The shine you see is the light of my soul.
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
Don't live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I shuffled down the hallway
Trying to stay out of view
Peeking down the walkway
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
