I add sorry to the end of my sentences
As if  I'm sorry for what I say
My words are a form of protection
That I must strip away
I must always be quiet
And I can not make any demands
When I speak, I must be careful
That all my words are planned
For my words are a weapon
One that I can never use
And when everything is gone
They are the last thing I can lose
To protect my very being
must never speak too loud
If I ever do speak
I will barely make a sound
So I always say sorry
As if my words burn me
My words are my own prison
And I can never be free
I'm still a person.
I have a soul.
But people forget that.
Their words are cold.
I block out their attacks.
Everyday, I do.
Sometimes I can avoid them.
And I hope | can too.
Other days, it's not enough.
I just want to get rid of this pain.
And it frightens me when
I think a sharpen blade
Is the way.
It feels fuzzy, and nice
While tears escape.
It give me relief.
And I go do it every day.
I know I worry others.
Or maybe just my parents.
They want to help fix it all
But can  I truly mend all this?
I forgot how this happened,
To tell you the truth.
Whether | called bad on someone,
Or somebody did an evil bloop.
But of course, | can try and forgive them.
just want to know why.
Why was was it me?
Why all of the lies?
All can do now
Is try not to give in.
Even if | really want to.
This is sink or swim.
And if anyone is out there.
Who knows I'm here.
Please, get help.
I didn't do anything!
And I don't wanna to
I swear!
She realized she had this one.
This big, bold,
and beautiful life.
And she realized
she didn't want to live it
chasing and crying
and apologizing.
Starving and fearing
and regretting.
She realized
she wanted to live it
proudly and freely
and creatively.
Lovingly and fully
and sweetly.
She realized
she could choose.
And so, she chose.
There are  WARS INSIDE YOU
There are silences inside you
that you have yet to explore.
There are things inside you
that are sill fighting a war.
Some days will be unkind
Some days you will want to forget
But stay for those days
that are worth more than all the rest.
Be easy on your soul
it needs softness
it needs time
it needs patience