Why can't people be loved for who they are, not who they could be, who they were?
Why can't people forgive and (sometimes) forget?
Why are people judged for their looks?
Why are people afraid to stand up for what is right?
Why do people treat other people as if the others were dirt?
Why do people kill? Hurt? Torture?
Why can't people love the earth, not destroy it?
Why can't people see that education is important?
Why do people ruin children's childhoods?
Why can't people just love?
Why?
Can’t, Isn’t, Haven’t
Can it be any worse than it already is? Isn't my pain and suffering great enough? Haven't I sacrificed enough years? Do I have to lose any more? You know this pain is unbearable to me any longer, right? Don't you see? Don't you see the pain? Don't you see the blood? Isn't it enough for you?
- Michael Hall
What?
Hey why that look on your face?
You're feeling down? Hey everybody gets in the dumps once in a while don't give me that bullshit okay? Yes I know you've got a lot on your plate do you think you're unique in that?
You should try working for a fucking living instead of moaning about homework come on will you just look around you?
What? You're gonna run away? Fine well there's the fucking door send me a postcard when you find Happiness Street are you going now?
Please will you spare me the sob story?
Yes I know fuck you too goddamit!
(Couldn't resist that last line ;)
Do You Ever?
Have I ever come across your thoughts?
Anytime in your life do I ever invade your thoughts at night?
Do you ever wonder where I may be?
Do you even care?
What does it mean when someone says they love you,
But then they are never there for you?
Do you ever feel scared and alone?
Do you ever feel isolated and unwanted?
So why do it to me, if you feel the same?
Why does he love her?
What's so different between she and I?
Why can't he see that I've been here forever?
Why can't he understand that I will forever be here?
Why must he break me so, when I do everything for him?
Why does a simple flirtatious wink and flip of the hair attract him more than my feelings for him?
Why can't he see beyond her beauty and understand that she isn't for him?
When will he know that I love him?
How will I tell him with the fear of rejection on my shoulders?
And why do I still hope for a fantasy that I know will never become a reality?
What If?
What if it was all my fault, from the very beginning? What if i deserved it? What if I was supposed to be abandoned by my family? What if I really am as worthless as they insist I am? What if I don't deserve to be happy? What if it was never his fault? What if I hurt him, too? What if I did hurt my mom even though I never meant to? What if all I'll ever do is cause pain to those I love? What if I'll never find someone to love me as much as I love them? What if my past will never leave me alone? What if we aren't right for each other? What if he doesn't want me anymore? What if no one will want me? What if I'm as terrible of a person as I think I am? What if the negative tapes playing in my head never stop? What if my doubts are the facts that I can't accept yet? What if I killed myself tonight? What if no one noticed? What if no one cared? What if my what ifs are secrets my head keeps from my heart? What if?
Where Is the Spell Checker?
I always thought I was lucky until I compared myself with Joyce. She had tons and tons of luck. By comparison I had a cup. Then I thought of Linda. She had no luck at all. She died young and I miss her.
So between Joyce and Linda, I'm like an alley cat that sniffs at the dumpster. Yes, a mouse is a mighty meal and a nap in the weeds isn't bad. If Linda were alive, we would laugh. The fates are both kind and cruel. I got a cup of kindness, dear Linda got a ton of gruel.
P.S. In the caption, the word should be "allowed" not "aloud." That's okay. My spelling isn't so hot either. Mistakes are allowed.