...Only My Eyes See What I See...
He looks into my hazel eyes and sees only the color that is deep within them. He'll never understand the emotions that are released on his computer screen as he reads my journal. Tears run down my cheeks as i read my own entries. I only think about what each of them truely means. If only everyone knew what i meant when i slid the razor down my arm in perfect cuts to spell out LOST. I am the lost child. I'll never be found. I dont' want to be found. I'm hiding from you because if you touch me you'll turn to shit. Everything i touch turns to shit. I have to repeat myself hoping that someone might catch on to what i'm trying to tell them. My wings are broken, and they can't be repaird by your simple words. You have to stop flying from me to carry me. If you want me, you have to come get me, sweep me off my feet and fly me to the heavens above. Show me happiness before you let me fall. It's a simple request. You know who you are. Just let me smile once before you break my jaw. Let me see clearly without the tears before you rip out my eyes. Let me be loved before you crush my heart again. Let me feel what you feel before you kill me. Please...i'm begging someone...just save me from my own cuts, my tears, my broken wings. I call to you... I'm admitting that i need your help. Don't turn your back on me now...Please...Please...please....