A Girl's CompanionRound and round
your words do spin
You sit upon my wit's end
Don't go crashing over the edge
for my laughter will go chasing after
High upon your broken throne
you jeer and call me out
I'll bite and cry
but tis all for naught
This whole thing was just a joke
In the end you'll be my Lark,
sing to me your funny song
as you fly away too soon
Who Am I?Can you see me in this light?
Can you tell I'm here?
How do I look?
Can you tell who I am today?
My personality changes and I'm never the same
I'll brush right past you and never look back
You'll be left in tears by words I leave unsaid
Have you guessed who I am today?
I like to take orders and have people tell me what to do
I am weak and can never think for myself
See who I am yet?
I hide myself behind people and never speak my mind
I nod my head and agree to anything they say
I'm never a leader and always a follower
I flourish in darkness and hide from the light
Shadows are my friends and I tend to cower in them
Can you guess now?
Have you seen who I am today?
I've made it easy for you to see
I've given you so many clues
I think it's plain to see
that today I'm being you
You Were PlayedYou thought I was different
You thought I was good
You never thought I'd do these things
It seems that you were wrong
You see me as this angel
Who'd never do harm
But now you can see
That the evil one is me
And I've never told you truth
You thought I was perfect
You thought I was sweet
You never knew the real me
You never thought I'd be what I am
Well guess what
You were wrong
TragedyI watch as the only person who has ever truly known me
slowly, painfully closes down piece by shattered piece
Her true self slowly disappearing over the days that followed that tragic afternoon
Brown eyes sunken and swollen
full of suppressed tears just begging to fall
A heart once open
clamping down and beating only for the need to live
while she ponders why she should even bother
She hides her pain from everyone
but mostly from herself
It hovers under the surface
waiting for its chance to overwhelm
Full of smiles
she laughs while her heart is breaking
Until one day she whispers
"I'll never be the same."
And in my heart I know she's right
nothing will ever be as it was
Tammy JonesHere rests Tammy Jones
Who's nothing but dust and bones
Who lived a full life
But it ended with a knife
She was very pretty
But a very little bitty
Who never swore
Even on the day her favorite shirt tore
She loved to hide
And watch the tide
She played every day
And fed her horses hay
But now she's just dust and bones
Beginnings Are SweetTentative starts are very thrilling
We don't know where it goes
Or where it ends
Will it end?
Talking too much is never a problem
Breathing can be though
FickleWeakness is a fickle thing
it grows inside me and causes pain
It makes me fear the openness
of which you seem so fond of
I hide behind this attitude,
pretending I do not care
While you slowly fade away
I'll push and shove you,
all the while wishing you could see
That I really want you never to leave
I grow so cold with longing for you,
but can never find my voice
To tell you that I love you more than my own life
So I'll keep on telling you to go away
And silently I'll pray
that you can see past my anger
to the fear that keeps me at bay
Final DeclarationYou hide behind your knight in shining armor who,
to be honest,
isn't all that shiny.
You think that you've been saved
while you forsake all those who helped you get there.
Taking for granted that we'll always love you,
no matter how much you mistreat us.
So look at your trees and don't be swayed.
You are the righteous one,
who never does any wrong.
Write your scathing words and smile to yourself,
pretending you're not lost.
It's not as if you have anything to lose;
you have all that you could ever want, right?
What else could you ever need?
It's not like I won't always be here waiting for your pity,
because pity is all you think I need.
I'm not some little girl who's lost in the woods without you.
Maybe if I walk a little further from you
you'll be able to get over yourself.
Go ahead and look down at me from your pedestal;
I won't be under your gaze anymore.
I can take responsibility for my actions,
maybe one day you can do the same.
Perhaps that's just expecting a little too much
StolenDefiled innocents lay stranded
We sleep with heavy limbs
Undisturbed by disturbing dreams
Love costs too much
We are too poor and broken
to pay its price
Scattered ashes take place of roses
where we step
No one moves to save us
Large eyes watch on as we scream
Stolen prayers are sent up
As we stare down
Always cupping our hands
Never earning what we seek
There is no middle ground
We walk unsteadily
And fall as often as we can
No one helps us up
We cry silent tears
No one cares
When did we lose that innocence?