The dark only explains how she feels. and the sun only describes what she wants to look like. This particular girl stands astray in her bedroom. Remaining silent with no movement.
Sometimes she prays for forgiveness and begs for a new life. Other times she just wants to die. Dreams she has dreamt gave her the feelings and thoughts of cold blood lying around her. And others has shown a happy girl smiling without a pause.
Going to school laughter exist everywere around her. the mocking of there voices echos through her fears. Not only has she pushed everyone away but she's ignored anyone whose tried to come in. This girl lives her life in a lie, a lie written in her diary. People thinks she's alright, that she's happy. On the inside she's rotting, surviving.
Nobody knows of her past, nor her present. Days will go by and she thinks she gets more an more and more useless to the world. The life to her was all a waste, a used up space. Faces that are more strange than familiar wonders for an identity in her mind. Although she can't shake off the feelings that are left behind. Sometimes you can see her tremble into the bathroom and stand stiff in front of the mirror. People thinks she is admiring herself but on the inside she's thinking about bursting into tears and lying on the floor to stay grounded for life.
Some may say she's quite but if they lurked into her mind, terrifying things would put them to shame. And maybe they should be put to shame? Or just told what's right from wrong. This girl only cares about how she hates herself, although, she can't see her own beauty for what it's worth.
Siting alone the effects are starting to cut in.
"I'm ugly"
Poor child can't stand to take her face away from the mirror even though every piece of that glasses reflection hurts. Remaining unbroken the glass shreds into her heart, causing the worst ache she ever experienced. Little does she know she's loved, little does she know someone cares.
He does.
Chapt. 2
He feels as if noone is real, all fake. The people act as if he were invisible and had no voice. His parents tell him to get out more, to find some friends because they are tired of seeing him all the time. Parents are just a part of life to deal with. That's what he thought.. although his parents weren't parents what so ever. Slaved he hated going home, but he hated going out to. You'll see him walking down the white road, you can see he's feeling alone with the black surrounding his words.
He wishes for a new life, a new chance to survive his own self. Not only does he hate himself but so do others. His school is full of snow kids, they all call him dirt boy. Kicked around thrown on the dirt. Believing, while walking home he understands the fact of that he will always be this way. Alone.
when he got home all you see is blue and red. All you hear is yells and cries of help. Then you look forward and see a blaze of hell covering the house. No longer is it a house. Pulled, he sits in a cop car silent. As if the car was sound proof he thought. And while thinking he didn't know either to be happy or scared, or sad.
