You’ve hurt my heart and a wound stretches from head to toe

All wounds will heal with time, but this may never do so…

I can’t believe this seizing pain can possibly be real

It’s in me and I can’t let it out…

I don’t have anyone to love and comfort me

I seize my pain as if I would cry…

If I did, it would scare you away.

There isn’t anyone in this world… to capture my tears

Do you think we can be friends again,

And do you think you can fix my shattered heart?

But the pieces are all gone, drowning in the salty river

I’ll never see them ever again.

Those were my memories

Memories are life of before in words…

Written on delicate paper

That paper is ripped.

Do you know what’s in my heart?

It has already been tamed,

But even with a gentle touch of sheer darkness

It is fragile enough to break.

Please tell me, this isn’t happening to me

You took my spirit away, you took my heart away.

So give it back, please, may I beg of you…

I beg mercy for my heart!

Tell me what to say, tell me what to do!

I have no mind whatsoever left;

You’ve hogged my friends along with their feelings.

It scares me that you’re making the burnt whole in my heart even bigger…

I’ll have to have a bigger heart to contain all this emotion going on….

I feel happy with normal friends, feel mad with specific friends,

Feel sad with my future and past,

Feel worried of upcoming events,

Feel confused of life,

Feel about to cry of everyone around me…

But someone specific and I think you might know him…

He’s cute but I can’t tell him,

Feel silly of all the embarrassing things,

Feel others mad at me for doing something wrong,

Feel jealous of you only hangin’ out with them…

This bubbling sensation… is making me feel

Jealous of you!

So I might shun you for the rest of your life

No matter what I won’t change; I won’t care…

If you say I’m stubborn, what’s done is done; in your face.

Don’t do anything that’s going to make me feel jealous…

That jealousy can easily change to madness

I’ll have even more madness on you…

Don’t make it happen or you’ve a friend.

I’m not your friend, nor enemy –

I consider you as a friend that doesn’t acknowledge me

You just can’t be there like others and make me feel happy…

Feel lonely of no best friend who can catch a tear and make me laug,

Understand all these feelings going around me?

My feelings are so disorganized! 

I’ve gone through so many harsh winds and rough storms

But I kept it in… I’ve never been so angry with hatred.

Life is harsh in a world of hatred, have you ever known?

Yeah, so I did used to be nice,

But does the past count as now?

Does it feel like hatred does?

Can it destruct one’s mind so selfishly?

Do you know what is going on inside me?