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Break AwayI am a ticking time bomb on the inside
I am also a mirror
Evey time I get hurt I get cracked
Also the bomb gets closer and closer the going off
One day the mirror shattered I was hurt so bad
I couldn't pick up the pices
I walked to a real mirror in punched it to see what I looked like on the inside
After I punched it it broke and feel to the ground
I'm bleed on my hands and wrist
I'm laughing but there tears are rolling down my face
I'm broken and I'm trying to break away
Strangle Me.Wrap your hands,
Around my neck,
Down to my knees,
Mush my mouth,
Tell me that you love me,
Make me fall.
Bruise me as I bawl,
Just love me.
Tie me up,
Throw me down.
Just hurt me,
I can't breathe.
Mommy Please stop cryingMommy please stop crying!
Mommy where did that bruise come from
It looks black and blue and painful.
Mommy why are you wearing those glasses
Is it to cover up what daddy did?
Daddy why did you hurt mommy?
Daddy don't lie I saw you hurt mommy
When I was hiding under the stairs
I saw you make her cry.
Daddy why are you mean?
Daddy what is in that bottle?
I don't like when you are drinking
It makes you mean
It makes you hurt mommy
Mommy please stop crying!
Mommy, daddy please stop fighting
I can't stand to listen.
Do you fight because of me?
daddy don't hurt mommy I can leave
just please stop fighting please.
Daddy what did you do?
Mommy stopped crying
But now you are being taken away by men in blue.
Is it true?
Is mommy with the angels?
I don't understand you hurt mommy
But mommy isn't crying.
Men in blue
Can you bring mommy back
Please don't take daddy away
Please don't leave me alone.
Please tell me why?
Why did mommy leave me?
Why are you taking daddy away?
Phases Of MePhases Of Me
Speak and Listen
Hear me out is what I ask for
Let me Speak before you walk the door
Lend me you ear when I try telling you what's true
Hear my Words when I tell you what's true
Cries and Sighs
Tears trickle from the eye
A little Huff is my sigh
The Wet liquid that drips down my face
The Quivered breath that slows my pace
Truth and Lies
Giggle your joy in spreading the lies
Whimper a little with your silent cries
Your faulty imperfections and our little mistakes
Help us succeed in the friendships we break
Me and You
What happened to me and you
I'll tell you what happened what is true
You decidedto ignore me and what I said
So now I hope it's guilt that swallows you along with Dread
Broken yet Whole
Shattered remains of who I was and when
The actions we spoke keep m
Whispering NumbersI have dyscalculia.
You might be thinking: 'The hell is that? It sounds like a monster from Greek mythology, or a name from an Asimov novel.'
I'm disappointed to tell you that dyscalculia is neither of those things, though I deeply wish it was. No, dyscalculia isn't romantic nor fantastical; neither is it cool, in case you're wondering. Dyscalculia has been described as the reverse of dyslexia. While dyslexia effects one's ability to comprehend language concepts, dyscalculia is the inability to understand mathematical principles. Not only can dyscalculia make it nearly impossible to absorb the lessons most 'normal' students take for granted, it can also effect a person's ability to tell time, differentiate between directions, and read sheet music.
Let me tell you, it's a pain to stare at an analog clock and have to spend minutes trying to deduce the time. As a person who's been involved in choral groups, I can also vouch for how much of a hassle not being able to read sheet music is; l
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