Once there was a little girl, was always happy and smiled and made others smile...
She helped people and did whatever she could to help. Little did anyone know bởi age 10 she'd begin to feel all alone, and feel like her Những người bạn hate her...
And think she was ugly because of her glasses.
bởi age 12 she would begin thinking about bad thoughts and thinking about doing bad things.
She would think about dying and what it would feel like to die.
And how she would die.
She began to become depressed and sad all the time.
bởi 13 she would become suicidal, and try to kill herself 5 times.
She would think she wasn't good enough and pretty enough, and that no one would ever tình yêu her.
She began to believe that her parents hated her and she would be better off die then alive.
They scars on her arms hiển thị she didn't want to be there.
bởi age 15...
She'd be gone..
And people would say
"She was amazing, she didn't deserve to die that way."
But it was to late for anyone to save her...
She was broken and lost
And couldn't find her way out of her dark hole
She Mất tích herself and gave in..
Little does anyone know this person is me...
Once Upon a sad time there was a happy little girl
Who became swallowed bởi darkness
Who Mất tích herself in her own thoughts
Who killed herself because she could take it anymore...
She helped people and did whatever she could to help. Little did anyone know bởi age 10 she'd begin to feel all alone, and feel like her Những người bạn hate her...
And think she was ugly because of her glasses.
bởi age 12 she would begin thinking about bad thoughts and thinking about doing bad things.
She would think about dying and what it would feel like to die.
And how she would die.
She began to become depressed and sad all the time.
bởi 13 she would become suicidal, and try to kill herself 5 times.
She would think she wasn't good enough and pretty enough, and that no one would ever tình yêu her.
She began to believe that her parents hated her and she would be better off die then alive.
They scars on her arms hiển thị she didn't want to be there.
bởi age 15...
She'd be gone..
And people would say
"She was amazing, she didn't deserve to die that way."
But it was to late for anyone to save her...
She was broken and lost
And couldn't find her way out of her dark hole
She Mất tích herself and gave in..
Little does anyone know this person is me...
Once Upon a sad time there was a happy little girl
Who became swallowed bởi darkness
Who Mất tích herself in her own thoughts
Who killed herself because she could take it anymore...
The song of the sparrow -chapter 2 (part 1)
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Ashia grabbed her bags as she headed to Alfea on Nokia's back. Nokia, as her dragon,was apart of her. If he shed a tear then she sheds a tear. Ashia held on tight.Nokia took flight and landed at Alfea safely. Ashia grabbed her bags and walked to Miss.Faragonda.She talks to Miss.Faragonda and goes to her room 43.
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Part1
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Ashia grabbed her bags as she headed to Alfea on Nokia's back. Nokia, as her dragon,was apart of her. If he shed a tear then she sheds a tear. Ashia held on tight.Nokia took flight and landed at Alfea safely. Ashia grabbed her bags and walked to Miss.Faragonda.She talks to Miss.Faragonda and goes to her room 43.
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Part1
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I smile, after being beaten senslessly bởi people I once loved.
I smile, when I'm locked outside in the rain for hours
I smile, when my boyfriend lies to me
I smile, as people laugh at me for being different
I smile, when my parents fight
I smile, when I'm called broken
I smile, when I cry
I smile, as people call me names even satan wouldn't dare to say
I smile, as my world crashes down on me
I smile, to hide the sharp pain biting my soul
I smile, for YOU.
Do bạn know what this means?
Do bạn know how it fells?
Who are bạn to to say these things?
For bạn don't know there story hoặc life,
bạn know nothing.
bạn know no pain,
For bạn are pain.
bạn know no hurt.
For bạn are hurt.
And who are bạn to say I am no one?
Because I am.
I am me
And nothing can change that...
Fierce & Love
Poem Girl
I smile, when I'm locked outside in the rain for hours
I smile, when my boyfriend lies to me
I smile, as people laugh at me for being different
I smile, when my parents fight
I smile, when I'm called broken
I smile, when I cry
I smile, as people call me names even satan wouldn't dare to say
I smile, as my world crashes down on me
I smile, to hide the sharp pain biting my soul
I smile, for YOU.
Do bạn know what this means?
Do bạn know how it fells?
Who are bạn to to say these things?
For bạn don't know there story hoặc life,
bạn know nothing.
bạn know no pain,
For bạn are pain.
bạn know no hurt.
For bạn are hurt.
And who are bạn to say I am no one?
Because I am.
I am me
And nothing can change that...
Fierce & Love
Poem Girl
Within the furthest reaches of the tim, trái tim lies those desires whose name one dares no speak. So seductive, so intoxicating, so indulgent, our most private passions burn at the molten core of our being, luring us to the very highest of ecstasy to the depths of despair. Through the ages, the words impassioned những người đang yêu have transformed a virginal sheet of paper into a sanctuary for a restless heart. Each of the pages in this journal awaits the expression of your own desires- Unedited, Undiluted, Uninhibited.... Abandon yourself....
~IF bạn DARE~
~IF bạn DARE~