Two Dead End Roads

I'm giving it my all for me,
because I am who I want to be.
I don't need a man to destory my life,
I don't want to become a mom or wife.

I'm giving it my all for you
in all the things I say and do.
I don't know what else I should be,
but all I know is I want you and me.

I'm not longer giving it my all
because it all causes me to fall.
whether its just a boy or for myself
giving it all destorys my health.

Let Me Stay

Like a sun flower in a garden of roses,

on a warm and sunny day.

As if we bring two worlds together,

but it seems it wont be this way.

The roses roots intertwine,

they keep each other strong,

But since I am not part of your world

my roots just dont belong.

I try to be like each of you,

but my petals aren't the same.

I try to enjoy the things you do,

but my different color is the thing to blame.

I never really understood it,

I guess I just don't see.

How being a different flower

can force things away from me.

I am just supposed to accept it

or try to find another way.

What do I need to do

for you all to let me stay.

Bravery is Ending it.

Bravery, doing something everyone else thinks is cowardly.
It's having the strength to end something that many fear to end.
It's finding that inner strength to take away what few have been able to take.
It's realizing when there isn't anything left to fight for.
It's giving up because you know nothing good will come out of it.
Bravery is ending it.

Nine Reasons Why

1. I have no reason why, I just feel this way.
2. I've ran out of things to do, to keep me from my thoughts each day.
3. I've lost sight in my hopes and my dreams.
4. Life really isn't as great as so many people make it seem.
5. I don't feel the need or even the want to try.
6. My well of reasons to stay alive has used up and gone dry.
7. I've tired of all the controlling and having little say.
8. I'm sick of just imagining what I will have one day.
9. I've come to accept that I'm just a wasted space
There you have it nine reasons why I should leave this place.

Collide

I never knew that I could feel this way,
and it's just when I thought I would be okay.
All the things inside my head,
some how go back to the broken, the dead.
I can't help it, I can't get by.
I can't find the answers to all my questions why.
I can't stop my mind from taking control,
my imagination is starting to take its toll.
There is nothing that can stop this feeling inside,
when my imagination and reality begin to collide.