Rumor-the-Mirage

He has a personality so warm He is always full of kindness He always brightens my blackened days He always cares He holds the sun in his eyes Always listens, never denies He's another home Another person who really cares He is one of so few who I can actually cry around He is like a peaceful ocean tide He is to me another family Another person who doesn't hate me Around him I feel safe I feel calm and truly happy He taught me how to feel joy Simply with his voice Simply with his smile Around him I am real And around him it's easy to smile I don't have to hide who I am or who I was He makes me feel free from my haunting past Simply with his wo

Don't you think by now I should know how much you hate me? Don't you realize that you're not the only one? They can't stand me, they all hate me; It's as clear as the crystals around your wrists, your hatred is as dark as bloodstone my sorrow is like aquamarine nay, it is like the dark blue of the night sky; It's all I know how to feel, this hate and anger, this sorrow and misery; Don't you know I'm an unloved soul, a shadow on the wall? Don't you get the facts? I'm hated by you all! No one cares about me, no one wants me around; I've been despised my whole life Can't you tell? Can't you see your own hatred through those glamorous jewels, or

Lifeless faces, painful lies Vacant stares watch my demise A life of imperfection all of the time Pelt me with stones, whip me with sticks You never know when someone's clock will die Tick tock, tick tock Watch the time fly by Pass up the chances to fit in with life I am an invisible child, a discarded soul I am a pesticide to society no matter the toll Am I the 'cide on the ground That repels society from wherever I stand? Is it who I am Or how I act That becomes the 'cide to all of humanity? Deadly chimes, endless ties I repel all life Given up on society, incapable to cope Always hiding from my predators Always clinging to my dying hopes L

A monster am I          born to be,                    a thing that cries                              but never screams; A monster am I          as seen beneath,                    a thing that dies                              but never sleeps; A monster am I          a beast they see,                    a thing that howls                              but never speaks; A monster am I          made it seems,                    a thing they despise                              but force to breathe; A monster am I          all dead inside,                    a thing with life                              that should not be.

Homeless children running all around Nowhere to go, spin me right round; Nameless children searching for their purpose What can I do right now? Priceless losses, family and friends Anyone left whose lives aren't rotten? Cheerless children crying out for help You just need to hear us out; Shameful lives out on the streets Using all we can just to get by; Sleepless nights, always lingering in my thoughts I've been here all night; Is there any place for me to call home Or am I truly just some homeless child?

Here I am trapped until I free the light of the shining girl who is imprisoned in the night in this World; I am haunted, though they say this game is only for the fun, but it doesn't matter; I think I like it this way, away from that ridiculous world far, far away...

Does anyone want me, this forsaken child? Why do they all hate me, this fallen dead angel? Would they cry if I died, this broken little toy? Will anyone ever want me around, this wandering soul? How many will accept me, this wounded soldier girl? Who will let me in with open arms, this shattered glass doll? Where can I go now, this monster with nowhere to go? When will they leave me alone, this lost freak with no place to call home? What did I do that is so unforgivable, to become this unwanted child?

Dead and empty, Hollowed out inside, Rotting flesh under fresh, Cold and dead inside; Locked in a cell, Dying in my mind, Invisible to the world, A ghost of pain in their eyes; Scooped out insides, Not allowed to cry, Not allowed to show the pain, Always just pushed aside; Left in the dark, Left in a graveyard, No place where I belong; Dead and empty, Cold, but still here, Dead, but still alive; Always hurting, Always crying on the inside, Not allowed to show the pain, Just cold and dead inside...

We hang off the edges of life; We search for a salvation, a place where we are accepted, not trash to be annihilated, not to be cast into darkness, never to be abandoned by our light; For every darkness there is a light, for every light is sorrow and loss and hope and death; Lifeless we are made by the world, invisible are our scars, the unseen marks of their hatred... Lifeless we are made by the pain, homeless we are in our souls; Let it slip away as we dream about our days in careless agony and truth