just a little less obvious ,

Have you ever noticed me ?
The small things about me what you wouldn't care for atleast;

Like the paleness in my face , but my back is tan ?
Or just how ice cold my hands are from the lack of iron I have ?

How my eyes go green when I cry ?
Or how there gold when I'm happy .

How much care I put into my words ,
Or my careless stutter from thinking to many things at once .

My hopeless dream for the sun to shine all day .
Or maybe that I have insomnia .

Or do you just see ;

That girl in French Immersion with light bright eyes ,
alot of makeup , Orange/brown hairs , Always tired ,
B- average girl ?

The girl with a thousand lies written all over .

Let's compare scars , i'll tell you whose' is worse .

Trace your hand markings .
Follow your creases' .
Find your fast beating pulse .

My hand's are different .
I can see a blue vein that travels through my hand .
I follow it down my hand ;
Beneath the fresh red wounds .
I see blue , it stands still .
Without a beat .

I wonder if it travel's to my heart ,
cause my heart feels the same pain my wrist does .

I hope you choke on my words .

Can you like , get a fucking clue ?
I know you're stupid ;
but I never though you'd go THIS far .

You have this , incredible power ; to make rules that could save us .
But you chose to , Drive your greedy ass around in your hummer .
And count your money while smiling , because you think your it all
and then some . But your not .

Let me tell you one thing ,
If I ran this place , The artic wouldn't be melting .
I blame you for chaos .

People HATE you , I'm number one of that fan club .
I've gotten to the point where I don't even want you to exsist .

I live to make sure every breath you take
is an inhail of guilt and greed .

Now why don't you smarten up ,
get your prioraties straight and fix this mess
I don't wish you harm ,
Just wish something would hit you in the head .

And watch , a couple years from now .
When there's a flood, and you don't know why ,
But I do of course .

You'll have wished you listened to that little girl,
who wrote you that letter telling you off .

And you'll go to hell , for greed .
Seven deadly sins baby .

then I just smile ,

It's crazy , YOUR crazy .

So at our school, every year , students get chosen
to go to leadership camps for a week in the summer .

I want an option for art ,
you may not know it but i'm really good at art .
I'm creative as can be too , never failed art .

WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU CHOSE HIM ?
He' sucks ass at drawing , and you think that
i' wont follow the rules , bull shit .
He's more dis-obeydiant then me .

I think you lost your mind .
Even everyone in our class agrees
that I should have gone .

But then again , after he spilt his lunch ALL
over the floor running by .
Imagine what's going to happen at camp.

LMFAO , in a way ,
I feel alot better now :)

" She thinks she boss, dosen't she? "

I come this far to fail , stumble & get cuts.
Well their not going away as fast as they used too .
They don't want to heal . Just like the words you throw at me.

Just maybe , I'm a waste of space
like you named me as .
Cause clearly I have no right to be here , where I am now .

You save no time for me , as if I'm just another face you hate seeing .
I never ment to pester you with my lack of intellegence ,
but maybe I'm just like everyone else .

You wouldn't know , because you're not me ,
Or the fact you never gave me the time of day .
I wish you would have , I could have showed you
how remarkable I can be , In a way , I'm just like her .

Now , I'm something you wouldn't of ever guessed .
I'm proceeding with sucsess towards my future .
In a way , I think you gave me hell to show you
I can do so much better .

Or maybe ,
You just did truely hate me .

but secretly I don't blame you .

Un comphrendable

Have you ever thought this was the last dream , or nightmare,
you'd ever wake up too ?

Have you ever thought these are the last steps you'd ever take ?
Counting your paces, slowly.

Have you ever thought this is the last beem or light you'd ever see?
The sun , blinding your wide eyes .

It's the slowly moving hourglass that controlls you.
but you can't hide it , or start it over .

It's a matter of life and death .

Their too busy thinking, what she's thinking about, if she like's you, if he like's you,
or what are they doing tonight?
Your last breath barried beneath your weak lungs , is gone .
There describing their memorys of the cold, pale body in the box.
You're surrounded, by your friends, and your family.

What happend's next?
Cause we're all dying to know .