I-Am-No-Angel

I called you friends Oh how wrong I was! I know I've wronged Is that why? It doesn't make you any better It just makes you that much worse These open wounds are hard to deny As I try to smile, let you drown in guilt Like I drowned in my own many times before It's called a friends list for a reason And I'm not in it for the numbers Like you, like you Each rejection creates one more wound Each one of you kicked me when I was down I've already got a head full of problems Ahead on my path where no one can help Kick me! – down kick me! - down on a ground unforgiving It's okay to kick her when she's down Because she'll still

It would be easy if I could answer a question for you wouldn't it? You'll have everything you need to shape a perspective on me But the truth is I was never the one that had a straight answer So my identity would be hard to define just like it would be for you stranger That's why my questions are left blank Dont think I'm hiding anything because I'm not What we see is what we get in my case I'm lost A few years now has me still not knowing who I am The confusion and frustration feeling drained and always hating Hating, hating, hating! Looking in the mirror into eyes alike mine that have no identity To see the two me's bo

In my head, I'm that person In my head, I'm living that dream Two very different worlds Two different people Personal and public Shy and outrageous Speaking and singing In my head, that's how it has always been Like I'm split in-between reality and dreams A world delivered or a world worked for? I know I'm going to get no-where in my head Already in the stars Or rising up as one Perfectly fake Or perfectly struggling Trapped in my head

Everything disheartens me And nothing enlightens me Mainly the majority Call me goth, call me emo Words are only an exhale of air, Just like beauty being skin deep Words are only as good as their master, Like the brush of an artist Call me lazy, call me a waste of potential Build me down to watch me rise Watch me when you expect me to trip and fall because that's not going to happen not in my world Running out of chances but are you the one who makes them Surviving on the crutches to have an some sort of twisted existence Do I deserve these renewed shots at making a life for myself My life to them is defined by hand outs, whe

Energy vampires are what they've called. Standing on shaky ground, waiting to cave in and on top of their victims down, down, down. When their sirens go off, I'm there to show my care. Judged like a contestant "you don't understand, you don't care, it's not fair!" I drew a fine line between what is yours and what is mine. What you take and what you are is for you to decide, but did you realize your an energy vampire? What is at stake couldn't be any higher, at the price of my soul will you realize before you take it all and crush me will your fall.