You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.

In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,

Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.

Dignity is death.

The stars belong to both the sun And the moon Just as my heart does belong to yo… You may not see me, but I’ll be there.

I woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.

I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.

My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,

In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…

Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.