What my mind thinks of me She's tried to feel good about herself, but she can't. Every time she looks in the mirror I want to hit the ugly fat image. The stupid girl it belongs to isn't worthy of love, she's ugly, fat, indecisive, depressing, talent-less. She can't even help people properly, all she can do is smile and listen. no help at all. maybe that's why her Dad blows her off. He knows she isn't good at anything at all. She feel's alone even with friends, which is horrible of her because her friends are kind to her(again not because she deserves it). She is ugly and worthless, the world would be better off without her. And to top it all

 Invisible Me I dont stand out Im not there not that you would ever care its my friends that they all want but not me because theres nothing to see im looked through everyday even by you i try so hard to make you see but still i just stay invisible me

it didn't start out like much in fact it was just a little crush just a tiny little smile when you walked by who knew it could make me cry who knew i would fall for you and who knew love would consume me too oh why oh why did i fall so far especially when i don't even come up to par I became your friend and nothing more only because you wouldn't step anywhere near that door I tried so hard to make you fall for me too but all you did was just see strait through

 You're there with me Holding me in your arms I smile at your eyes of brilliant blue and you smile back and pull me closer your fully supporting me with your arms that act like protectors But then you look away from my eyes You look up And see her You let go of me and chase after her You don't come back for me you just let me fall Down...            Down.......                            Down........                                             Down.... Until I hit rock bottom once again

You say you care But you don't You say you'll love me But you won't You say you'll be there But you aren't you say I'm the only one for you But apparently I'm not When I'm next to you I'm the princess and you protect me with your big strong arms But when I'm gone...... It's her instead And you love her more than me You lie and tell me she does not exist But I can see through your lies and they will always cut me like a knife You don't even know that your lies draw my blood and kill me slowly You don't know that you've left me for dead on the sidewalk because of my blood loss You don't even know that i know of her But what k

I look in the mirror and what do I see something fat staring back at me I look in the mirror and what do I see Something ugly looking at me I look in the mirror and what do I see Something I never wanted to be This is the mirror that makes girls cry This is the mirror that makes guys sigh This mirror we look into is not the mirror of Erised Tis a fun house mirror instead The mirror that warps reality The mirror that makes us something we don't want to be The mirror that makes us feel so small The funny thing is it's on our bathroom wall

   Falling It doesn't start as anything In fact you're upright at first But then it happens The ground under you crumbles And your begin to fall Down         Down                  Down                           Down...... And as your falling through this black eternal abyss we call life You don't even remember what caused you to be so close to the edge in the first place And as you fall off these cliffs of reality into black waters of eternal depression Taking in your last breath of air you wonder what would have happened if you had just watched were you stepped.

Broken eyes These broken eyes Will not smile for you These broken eyes Will not shine a beautiful brilliant blue They will not shine at all These broken eyes Will not meet yours They will not look at all These broken eyes Cannot see beauty No matter how many forms it comes in These broken eyes Will not see the colors of the rainbow But only shades of gray These broken eyes Will not cry For any reason at all these broken eyes will not cannot smile shine look see cry what is it with these broken eyes of mine

If the sky can cry and people dance and sing under his tears then why when I cry do people look down on me if the sun can shine and be bright and yellow why is it when I shine people raise an eyebrow if the clouds can all be different colors shapes and huges then why when I am a different color shade or huge that everyone says to stop if the sun and the rain can meet and create something beautiful then why can I not do the same with my sun and rain if the sky can be different every day then why can't I?