lizzypierce

"Hakuna Matata... what a wonderful phrase.

Hakuna Matata ain't no passing craze.

It means no worries for the rest of your days.

It's our problem free...philosophy.

Hakuna Matata"

I sing this song in school sooo much! My friends are always telling me to shut up and I tell them i can cause it's stuck in my head...the real reason... I sing it when I'm thinking of "giving up" completely. So I'm sorry to all my friends who don't wanna hear this song anymore, but it's keeping me alive...if you even care...

I should of been dead by now...

I wasn't suppose to live past the first year of my life, yet I did.

I wasn't rushed to the emergency room when I was in the 5th grade due to another heart problem, I was close to being put on life support, yet I wasn't.

I wasn't suppose to live past my first suicide attempt in the 7th grade, yet I did.

I wasn't suppose to live past my second suicide attempt in the 8th grade, yet my friend pulled me out of the street as soon as the car was about to hit me.

I wasn't suppose to live to this day, yet I did.

And I've screwed up so many lives in the process...I don't understand why I'm still here, if I just keep ruining everything....can somebody please help me understand?! please?? :'(

"I AM SORRY"

They found her body
The other day,
The two young sisters saw her,
after their school play.

Her body hanging
Her heart had stopped
Those two sisters
were in such a big shock.

She left a note
For them to read
About just how much
She was really in need.

And as they read,
the note as they should
about a high school girl
who was misunderstood.

A girl who was smart
so happy and alive.
But that clearly,
was just on the outside.

But the one phrase that bugged,
those two little girls.
Those three short words,
made their tummies all curl.

"I am sorry,"
the note said.
And just like that,
This girl is now dead.

But those two girls,
Just can't understand
Was it they who were supposed to
comfort and hold their sister's hand?

Was the sister sorry
For killing herself?
Or was she sorry
That she never got help?

But now with her gone
No one will ever know.
Why she left so quick
Faster than I can say "NO!"

Yet those sisters live on,
While their stomachs still turn
As they cry and they weep
Over their dead sister's urn.


[all mine]

THE HAND HELD OUT TO ME

I'm in quicksand
Struggling to get out.
With every attempt to be free,
I sink in more and more.

But there is a hand held out for me,
The hand of my very best friend.
She is trying to pull me to safety.
She doesn't want my life to end.

She has been holding on for awhile now,
She hasn't lost her grip,
Bearing all this extra weight,
Yet she does not even slip.

Thank you for holding tight,
Even when I tried to let go.
You have saved me from so much,
More than you will ever know.

I LOVE YOU KELLY<3


(all mine)

When friends betray us, when darkness seems to win;
We know that pain reminds this heart, that this is not our home.


(lyrics from the song "Blessing" by Laura Story)

I AM WEAK

I hide my feelings
One more time
Hold back the tears
And try not to cry.

My bones are aching
from all the pain.
It's like a storm cloud
trying to hold back the rain.

But one day that rain will come,
And my life here will be over and done.


(all mine)

Now you have learned,
I suck at being a good friend.
I push people away,
That's how it will always end.

But I need someone
To stay by my side.
'Cause if I'm completely alone,
I just might end this life and die.



[all mine]

I'm smiling on the outside
Just like I'm smiling on the inside.

Just kidding, I guess you believe
What you always hear from me.

But it's ok everybody does,
That's just how, it always was... </3

[all mine]

Trying to Hold On... (written by me)

My wrist hurts,
My heart aches.
I try to stay strong
But I'm about to break.

My knees always collapse,
I think it's a sign.
I've got to much on my back,
But I'm still trying to stay align.

I think it's time for me to give up.
I know that this is extremely abrupt.
Unlike me, you know all your lines of this play called "Life,"
So now I say my final goodbye while in my hand... a knife.