Plastic Roses

Like the love that you gave

It was all just pretend

Nothing we do could ever save

The wilted feelings we felt in the end.

And like the plastic flowers on the table

We couldn’t do anything more than we’re able

Reflect

Look at the mirror

See a face

Sometimes I see the reflection of the real me

But oftentimes

She hides so far away that she’s out of reach

Without

Without a word and without hesitation

Without looking back, he left

The Stars Keep Calling

The stars, they call

Calling me back

But I cling to this world

Contented at looking up at them.

But they continue to call

Even when I constantly ignore them.

Is Anyone Out There?

Do you hear the silent screams?

See the scars that are invisible?

Tormented within

It’s so hard to explain

But is anyone listening?

Is there someone who can help?

Anyone?

At Night

I saw the moon tonight

Shinning brightly

I feel peace rush over me

I wanted to hear its serenade

But the evening traffic forced me to bid adieu

Counting Love

One, two, three

I’m hoping you’ll love me

Four, five, six

I need your loving fix

Seven, eight, nine

I pray you will be mine

Counting until ten

Wondering if you’ll love me, and when

I’m Sad

I smile and sometimes laugh

But deep down I’m sad.

They see a bright and happy gal

But they don’t know I’m sad.

Not out loud, just secretly kept,

I am sad.

I play pretend and deny it to myself

But the truth is, I’m sad.

– Maria Michaela –

I’m Dying Inside

I wish they could see my tears,

I wish they could come face to face with my fears.

I wish they knew how it truly hurts,

So mean words they wouldn’t blurt.

I wish they’d know I’m dying inside,

And see past the smile shown outside.

I wish they’d know how much I hate myself….

….so they will stop

I wish they’d just stop!

Wonderful In White

They’re all marching

Arm in arm

Everyone smiling

Pearly whites showing

Cameras flashing

He waits, excitedly shivering

Looking like Prince Charming

Or a knight in armor shining

His eyes, they seem like dancing

In the altar I arrive

He smiles as we wait for his bride

And I wonder

Would I look wonderful in white?