I'm like the sun. I shine all the time but someday I'm going to explode. I won't come back until I'm ready and when I do I'll make sure that I'll never leave again
Your Hate Makes Me Stronger You can hate on me but don't be chocked when I grow stronger.
It May Seem That Way But It Isn't If surrounded by people means that I'm popular then you can call me popular If coming up to strangers and speaking to them makes me social then you can call me social If laughing with the wind makes me happy then you can call me happy You can call me a lot of things but the one I call "me" lacks all these things and the only thing that surrounds me is my empty shell that you'd call body.
I'm Fine Used Crushed Destroyed Demolished Denied Hurt But still I continue with the "oh it's okay" or "I'm fine".
Friends Forever I'm sad because I thought you were my friend. I'm sad because loneliness is closer to me than you will ever become. I'm sad because all the "mean" ones were right. I've always told them that you were my hero, the one that were protecting me. But instead they said that I needed to be protected from you. I never realize what they meant until now. You always told me to remove the hindrance. But what if you are the real obstacle? What should I do then? Should I remove you, my one and only friend?
