To all broken hearts out there,
Why are we broken hearted? Is it because of someone we love? Or someone we hate? Is it because they loved us? Or we loved them? Think about it. How do we get broken hearted? We love someone, they either love us, or they have no idea that they do. Then we get mad at them for not loving us back. Then we get a broken heart, just because we want that person, but they don't feel the same way. We then start to hate them. If we hate them afterwards, then we don't love them. If we love a person, we want them to be happy, and we shouldn't get mad at them. Ever. When a person does break our hearts, then that person does
Tonight can we pretend the stars defend us from the morning light?
Tonight can we put down our weapons and make up for all of the wrong we have done?
Tonight can we just walk hand in hand without saying a word?
Tonight can we dance around in the moon light until the sun comes up?
Tonight can we forget about our differences and put them in the past?
Tonight can we love each other for who we are and not for who we are not?
I may not be the prettiest girl,
I may not have the most gorgeous eyes,
I may not always have good hair days,
I may not be the smartest person,
I may have a lot of flaws,
I may say things that I don't mean to say,
I may not always be right,
I may make a lot of mistakes,
I may not have the best taste in music,
But you know what?
I love being perfectly imperfect.
My thoughts are not my own anymore,
I try to think but nothing comes to mind,
I can feel a shadow living inside me,
It breathes, it calls my name,
It crawls benethe my skin digging it's razor sharp claws into my skull.
I feel the claws surge further and further into my head,
As if a thousand knives slide easily into it.
I can feel the shadow's heart beat inside my head,
It pounds with every second that slowly passes.
I just want it to stop.
it screams. I try to make a sound,
But the pain is louder.
I give up and close my eyes.
I gently rest my head on my pillow and hope that the shadow goes away.
To all broken hearts out there,
Why are we broken hearted? Is it because of someone we love? Or someone we hate? Is it because they loved us? Or we loved them? Think about it. How do we get broken hearted? We love someone, they either love us, or they have no idea that they do. Then we get mad at them for not loving us back. Then we get a broken heart, just because we want that person, but they don't feel the same way. We then start to hate them. If we hate them afterwards, then we don't love them. If we love a person, we want them to be happy, and we shouldn't get mad at them. Ever. When a person does break our hearts, then that person does
Tonight can we pretend the stars defend us from the morning light?
Tonight can we put down our weapons and make up for all of the wrong we have done?
Tonight can we just walk hand in hand without saying a word?
Tonight can we dance around in the moon light until the sun comes up?
Tonight can we forget about our differences and put them in the past?
Tonight can we love each other for who we are and not for who we are not?
I may not be the prettiest girl,
I may not have the most gorgeous eyes,
I may not always have good hair days,
I may not be the smartest person,
I may have a lot of flaws,
I may say things that I don't mean to say,
I may not always be right,
I may make a lot of mistakes,
I may not have the best taste in music,
But you know what?
I love being perfectly imperfect.