I was seventeen and she was perfect I was seventeen and she was perfect I remember this feeling gripping me, a feeling I hadn't felt before. I wanted her, I needed her. Her hair shimmered in the August sun, her eyes held the most gorgeous glint of purest green I'd ever seen. I was a stranger to the world she lived in. I'd never looked at a woman like this before, but then I'd never seen perfection until that very moment. For the first time in my #life, I felt invisible, yet somehow completely naked at the very same time. How could I ever shine bright enough to attract the attention of this emerald eyed goddess. I was only seventeen And she was perfect.

Holding On I take ahold of you, My nails so far dug into your skin that I almost draw blood, I have no intention of ever letting go. So far you seem contempt and almost happy to have me on your arm. That won't last. It never lasts. Soon you'll want to rip off your own arm, just to get away from the monster by your side.

New Lies?? I'm tired of falling For the same fucking lies It's getting repetitive They no longer try

Just A Girl I brave the world - with nails sharpened Just a girl - heart slightly darkened Left alone - to find my way I'll reach my throne - I'm sure one day

Decision There are no words left, there are no minutes, for the time has come. These decisions fall into three categories, ones you want to make, ones you have to make and ones that you just can't bring yourself, to even contemplate