NoahTotalDramaFan

It doesn't matter It doesn't matter anymore They don't care So why should it matter to me? The only problem is that I DO care It's one of my many problems I reach out to anyone who needs help But they always turn away They leave me alone The way I see it is: "Hey do you need any help?" "Stay away from me! You're to useless to do anything to help me!" Nothing feels worse than being useless Even people I love enough to be family are turning away from me I want to know How long until I'm completely ALONE? Why am I so close to tears right now?

I've spent too long biting my tongue and replaying replaying replaying my life until there is nothing on that video reel but scratched-up images. Ignoring you and everyone else, it's so beautiful to fall sometimes. I can't imagine a life without doubt-- but then you've never lived a life without love, have you? It's so perfect, the picture, when it hasn't been touched, when it's sat safely in a frame in your nightlight-lit room... But hey, I'll give you credit for that. I'll give you so much credit you'll begin to wonder how you'll be able to repay me, but that's okay, don't even try. There are better things than bills. There are better thin

 Emo. Goth. "What, are you goth or something?" ... "See. She is emo." ..why.. You've left me kneeling in the aisle way, Between desks, Picking up the pieces, Picking up myself While I'm cautious not to let a faucet run from my face "Abby..Are you alright..?" My history teacher...so kind, I absolutely adore her.. I tried to hold myself together as I made no effort to stop tears that raced down. I just wanted to run.. "If you need to, you can go into the hallway.." A shake of my head would tell her no, but if I could speak I'd say  yes. "Abby, you okay?!"  Karina.. so polite "What is i-oh..."   Matthew, so clueless at tim

You never forget: Your first day of school. Your first boyfriend. Your first kiss. Your first date. Your first time. Your wedding day. Your childhood. The day you graduated. The day your child was born. The day you did something amazing. The day you get hired. The day you get fired. The day you got recognized. The day your dog died. The day you cried at a sappy movie. The day you did something stupid. The day you had fun. The day you didn't care. The day you wanted to die. The days you were happy. All these things happen. Things that you will never forget. You might not remember all the details or the date But you r

I don't want to hurt you I hate making you cry But there's only one way to prevent it I'm going to have to lie I'll lie about the loneliness I'll lie about the pain I'll lie about the hurt I'll lie about the shame I'll lie to protect you I'll lie so you don't leave I'll lie to keep you happy I'll lie till you believe It's not that I don't want your help The fact is I really do But that is not the point at all The point is it will hurt you I'm sorry it has to be this way But I can't burden you again 'Cause if I do I'm scared I'll lose you as a friend

I can't picture you now~ Right in front of me~ I can't ask you how Your disgust got to me~ We should have been together forever! You and me together through all of life's endeavors! You mean the world to me! The world to me! I-LOVE-YOU!~ From the start~ I spoke from the heart I let down my guard Now I'm lost in the dark~ And now.. It's like I'm bleeding! When I'm weeping!~ There is no hearing! Only beating!~ You're just a waste! (You crossed the line) I hated the taste! (Taking back what's mine) Crumbling under the weight! (You broke the design) You are two faced! And now I'm trying!~ Trying to brighten That which yo

Tapping pencils, Papers rustling, Someone break this screaming silence. Few hushed whispers, Teacher rambles, One word blending into the next. Clock is slow, Hands tired and bored, Ticking, waiting, for the bell. Messy notes and white washed walls, Someone get me Out. Of. Math.

Inside your mind If you look down deep You will see your true self How you really think It could be Sick  Demented and Cruel You could end up doing things  You never knew... Or it could be Quiet   Nice and Sweet You could be so proper and neat Whatever it is Someday,  You will find out That you may never see The true person you can be.

That you ignore me for weeks and Then text me with a smiley face- over and over again. How the only 'conversations' had Are on pictures I could draw for you. You. And every time I need somebody to talk to, A shoulder to cry on, I know I can't look to you. What the hell could a ':c' do. Too. I just adore how my best friend, Can treat me like wifey and We can barely speak. How he can walk with me hand in hand, Talk to me when you can't. But of course he's taken with men. No surprise there. So I'll just lay and hug my pillow, One of the few things I can go to Here.