The ledge was slippery,
Like my mind at the moment.
A time in space
that didn’t seem to matter.
I fell,
but
I didn’t jump
- I was pushed.
I might have made the leap,
but I never made the choice.
I might have made no sound,
but I never had a voice.
I fell,
but the truth is still that
I didn’t jump
- I was pushed.
I silently drowned.

I had been dead for a long time
before I even hit the ground
.

"There’s too many”,
And they looked at me.
Did someone stab me?
It felt like it.
And then they said my name.
Did someone twist the knife?
It hurts.

It’s the little things
that makes us.

It’s that hug before bed
It’s those ’love you’s that are said

It’s the little things
that makes us.

It’s the smile from far away
The gaze that asks if you’re okay

It’s the little things
that makes us.

And it’s
the little things
that breaks us.

I don’t want to be alone,
and don’t want to feel lonely

I want to fly with somebody,
to rise with somebody,
to cry with somebody
to die with somebody,

To be able to be,
never alone,

And when I fall,
to have somebody to fall with me

barely a meter away
i can hear them
so why can’t they hear me
i can see them
so why can’t they see me
it’s like i’m invisible
it’s like i’m mute
in reality
i’m just me
and they are just them
and we are close
but we’re a world
of friends away

He was a mountain.

She was the ocean.

Reaching for the stars,
Bound by his roots

Still and storm
Black and blue

She was the ocean
Beating against his rock

He was a mountain
And waves could not a mountain block

A bottomless fountain
Breaking with every motion

He was a mountain

And

She was an ocean

"After all, you’re only human,"
I’ll take that as a compliment.

A human can be anything,
if only you are competent.

Let’s talk about the group that killed an old lady
and the fact that they escaped.

Let’s talk about the woman who was judged
for "saying she wanted" to be *****.

Let’s talk about the boy who was bullied
and that no one said a thing.

Let’s talk about the people who bullied
and that the boy hanged himself on a sling.

Let’s talk about the girl who was kidnapped,
***** at only four,

Why is everyone quiet?

because people are horrible
and sometimes it’s easier to ignore.

To be looking for giants
And seeing nothing but dust.

Can we make our own legends
And tower over all

Even though the world is so big
And we are so small?

We are not heavy enough
For our steps to leave a trace

A whisper in time,
A forgotten face

So we will die
Disappear
Please just remember
that we were here

Welcome to our home,
our birthplace and our grave
Hello and Goodbye
Welcome to planet earth
This is where our bodies lie

I was with you for so long,
you became a part of my world.
Like the sun that rises every morning.

Until you were gone.
And the sun didn’t rise.
And everything
got so
so
cold...

You don't fight
fire with fire

that makes it burn brighter

You don't pour fuel
to the flame

for it to tame

Anger leads to anger
it never leads to good

if a match is lit
don't give the fire
firewood


Don't make it hotter

don't fight
fire with fire

use water.

Is it hope
That we feel
When we stare into the dark
And hope something will stare back

Or is it fear
That we feel
When we hope for something
In nothing

You can’t hit me and hug me

You can’t hate me and love me

You can’t ask me a question
And ignore the answer

You go either left
Or you go right

You can’t pull me
In both directions

You don’t.

You can’t.

Yet you do

I write this,
completely in my right state of mind.

I’m not insane,
But I’ve concluded that is not the case of all mankind.

Why do we exist?
would it not be better with us gone?

I’ve been thinking,
and I think the line has been drawn.

I’ve been thinking, about us,
and why where here.

I think, all things considered,
we should just disappear.

Things don't
get done

Unless there's someone
doing them

It was a joke
he didn’t mean to lift his hand
he didn’t mean to bring it down

he didn’t mean to raise it a second time
he didn’t mean to commit a second crime.

He didn’t mean it.

But if everyone got pardoned
for the things they said and did without meaning,
everyone would hit
and no one would mean it.

life has its tricks,
sometimes, it’ll hit you with bricks,
but even if I crack, I’m still me.
Just because I’m broken,
doesn’t mean there’s anything to fix.

Life was
like being dropped from a hundred feet
then asked to run on broken legs

was like being told to drink acid,
then asked to speak without a tongue

Life was
like being set on fire,
then asked why

you’re burning

.
See that flash of light,
white, hot rage
.
Hear the roaring thunder,
the rattle of a cage
.
Feel the wind
blow up a storm
.
Then know the sun,
embrace so warm
.

It’s silent when I’m alone.
But why is it still so loud?

That voice doesn’t scream,
when I’m with a crowd.

Why does it keep,
and keep on screaming?

Why doesn’t it ever stop?
Why is it,
that when I’m alone,
I can hear every single **** raindrop

drip
drop

it doesn’t ever stop

drip
drop.

The thing about being an artist.

People only look at the finished work.

Not at the soiled hands which made it.

I took ten lives
to save a thousand

I lost a battle
to win a war

To hold up the halo
I got my horns,
because I cannot take the rose,
without taking all its thorns.

I’m completely fine,
because when I said that I was not,

they responded with,
"You can’t be sad, just look at what you’ve got."

All they did was doubt,
they said,

"You don’t have anything to be sad about."

they said,

"Just look at all the friends you have,
and family around."

that only made me sadder;
do I need a reason to break down?

What is the most dangerous, between hate and love?
They both makes us blind,
Faults,
one makes us ignore,
the other makes us find

The brighter the light,
the darker the shadow.

The brighter the smile,
the darker the mind.

I heard you die twice,
once when they bury you in the grave
and the second time is the last time
that somebody mentions your name

- Glorious, Macklemore Ft. Skylar Grey

I wanted everyone to like me
without giving them a reason to

I wanted them to like me
without even trying to change their view

I wanted to be good,
without doing a good deed

I wanted to succeed
but to grow,
you need to first plant the seed.

I was born a blank canvas

Now I’ve been painted with scars

Scars in my mind

Scars in my heart

I was born an empty sheet

Now I’m broken art

There are different kinds of fragility
One that bends,
And one that breaks

Step on a flower,
It withers

Step on a bomb
It explodes

It depends on who is looking;
whether a picture is truly true,

The picture can be a lie when looked at by someone
who has a different view

The higher you climb, the further you’ll fall,
With a mindset like that,
you will never stand tall.

What you should instead remember,
when you fight against time,
is that the best view
comes after the hardest climb

You can’t look past someone's flaws
and ignore who they are.
If you do, you look past them,
and then you’re not looking at all.

One can know a lot of things,
but knowing doesn’t mean a thing,
if you don’t understand.

you fought with good intentions
but for all the wrong reasons

Happy Birthday, my dear mother,
your smile makes me as happy as one can be,
there are no words that I could use,
to describe how happy you make me.

I cried whilst writing this,
but I cried with a smile on my face,
because you’re so special to me,
my heart reserves for you a place.

You are the cause of my happiness,
the source of my laughter
you make every day worth living
you are my happily ever after.

There’s just no one else like you,
you are unique - in every way
and I want you to know
that I really mean what I say

when I say that I love you
I really do love you.

You are so strong,
and when you hold me, you make me calm
your embrace is so warm

I love you, mom.

It’s okay that they hurt me
because it was a joke.
They were just kidding,
when they kicked and spoke.

No.

It’s not okay to hurt someone,
not even on a joke,
because a joke is supposed to be funny,
and if that’s funny,
then I don’t want to ever laugh again.

I know I’m not that pretty,
and I know I’m not that loud
But I still have some feelings
and I do make a sound

Just because I don’t drink
doesn’t mean that I am lame,
it’s just,
I worry about myself,
and my mother the same.

Just because I don’t dress up,
doesn’t mean I don’t want to be pretty
it’s just,
to be pretty,
I would not be myself,
though that would not be a pity

Just because I don’t cry
doesn’t mean that I don’t want to
it’s just,
I don’t think anyone will care,
even if I do

And just because I don't speak up,
doesn’t mean I don’t have anything to say
it’s just,
no one asked me,
so I don’t know if talking is okay.

The moon isn’t meant to be warm
it’s not meant to be bright,
the reason we see it,
is because of a reflection of the sun’s light.

The moon isn’t meant to be warm
The way it shines is cold
a silver light,
not fire and gold

You don’t compare,
night and noon
the sun is the sun
and the moon is the moon

”look at the sky - it’s crying”

”what for?”

”well, why does anyone cry?”

”because there’s too much inside those clouds.
it’s too heavy for them to bear, so the raindrops have to fall.”

Goodness comes not from your heart, which is an *****,
but from the memories and choices, you chose to do

The world used to be so beautiful,
the sky so blue
and grass so green.

I don’t know what changed
but everything is different from what I’ve seen

nothing makes sense anymore
I don’t even know if left is left
or right is right.
all I know
is that I’ve lost my sense of sight

and sense of direction
as there is no sense

there is no connection
to the world

now through a screen
that used to be so beautiful
with a sky so blue
and grass so green

Remember,
it's always the darkest before dawn

The heart is a
muscle.
And to grow
stronger,
A muscle needs to
break.

Everything comes at a price,
but it’s not always the one buying
that will have to pay