If my soul was a building,
I'll tell you how it'd be...

All these thoughts within my mind,
have escaped through my fingertips...

A million voices in my ear,
all telling my to proceed...

I actually thought,
of ending it all...

You see him standing,
Smiling at you...

I feel like I could run forever,
and you'd always be by my side...

You're painting my windows black,
with the brush you've kept for yourself...

~this poem took me a while to write because this...
Best friend is just a title...

They don't understand how it hurts,
when the pick out my every flaw...

The teachers think I'm special,
the kids just turn away...

Shut out from the world,
Abandoned by my friends...

To the stars above,
shining forever bright...