Emotional.

Running up and down the stair case,
trying to chase each others problems away,

Because we're tired of thinking that everything is going to be okay.

And we feel like emotions of devastation and being upset won't ever change.
And we're sat in a room with people who used to love us.
Because we can't erase the hate and reject the neglect,
since we are portrayed as a generation of hate and unwillingness to forget.




So we remember those friends who said they cared about us,
then told us they had our back and told us that we should trust.
So, we bag problems into their lives,
and they take our words and turn them into knives.
Then eventually, trying to take each friend and chopping them out of our lives.




Then we speak the truth, but no ones seems to listen.
It's hard to forget someone, when that someone made a difference..


So I run up and down my staricase,
trying to make peace a solution,
but peace is something that involves everyone's contribution.

- Erika S.

I refuse to be bullied into silence.
Friendship was a thing that became so violent.
And, I wish I could be the same person I was before,
silent, lonely, but you opened that door ..
you introduced to me love,
and how to live life without being lonely.
But, fighting for frienships turned everything ugly.
And sometimes, I wished you forgot about me,
because sometimes, I think of those brutual nights.
Sitting alone, in those empty rooms, praying to God that you'd see it soon!
You'd see my sorrow.
The pain you bestowed me.
I was the Princess of Hatred,
And you were the Queen of Insane.
So please, just hear me,
I want you to call,
because all I've been hearing,
is that you want a brawl.

Take me away.

Friendships.
The simply word that takes a big part in our lives.
Searching for something, because we are considered "undefined"
And I'm tired of it,
running in circles, trying get somewhere in life,
because no one was there, when they said they had your back.
And your speechless..
because people take words out of your mouth
and reincanate them into words of courage that we lacked.
And I'm tired of fighting for nothing,
because home feels likes war because your father ... gain confidence behind bars.
And I'm sick of it,
running in circles, trying to please everyone,
when .. one day you wish you were the only one.

<3.