No1 2Cry2 (No One To Cry To)

When I am sad,

Depressed, frustrated,

Lonely, confused,

Anxious and stressed.

 

When I am these,

The worst thing,

Is having no one to cry to.

I just have to sit or lay here,

Keeping it all inside.

I can’t even cry out,

Can’t do anything,

And it hurts.

It hurts so very much,

Having no one to cry to,

No one to listen,

No one that cares,

No one there,

To hear you.

You might as well not exist,

To the world.

And when I have no one to cry to,

To talk to,

I can’t do anything.

I can’t express my emotions,

Can’t get them out,

And so I stay quiet,

Fists clenched,

Arms wrapped around myself,

Mentally imploding.

And there’s no one to stop me,

To help me.

To listen.

No one I can cry to.

 

KnEeS

Sadness.

Then joy.

I see my knees,

Clad in this armour,

And can finally live,

And find some joy,

In this messy amalgamation,

of skin flesh bone blood,

That I am stuck in.

That I was unfortunate enough,

To have been born in.

Yet now I can at least stand it,

Yet now I can find joy

—✦Euphoria✦—

From this new creative artistry,

That is what I wear,

How I dress,

All these new possibilities,

New colors,

So much potential,

Used and loved.

 

HaTeR

The specimen,

I have not encountered.

The type,

I am fortunate to’ve avoided thusfar.

The specific human waste—waste of a brain and body—that doesn’t know how to love.

Perhaps they were raised that way,

Perhaps they’ve succumbed to the Third Ick.

Perhaps those in the Fortress are the true waste-of-space on this already-dead pile of plastic and bodies floating in the infinite void of nothingness.

What a wonderful time to be alive, Indeed.

 

Mispelled;letters;K,bored

Its vool jow,

Rhere sre xommon errord.

Ao xommon,

Ib facy,

Rhat i laufh rach rime i dee the .

Snd tet rhey xause frustratiob,

Ehen i csn’t corrext the .

Snd ir suxks.

 

Six.grl

Hey gwwd?

 

Wat?

 

Dis dude wuz gloatsoaking hiz rizz wile I hunched in da corna. Wuz sosad, dpress-making even. E’en talkig abt it makz meh dpress’d!

 

Ohgrl dat sux!! MeH8s wehn dumdudes do dat, but also js wehn tey re-mind me uv huu i am. ‘n tehn i feel laik carp.

 

Xct!! Laik if i dint hav u, id prolly ... idk. i dnt wna tink bout it...

omy now im in tears hehe..

 

Seven.grl

Hey vro gess wat?

 

Hm?.

 

So... I GOT IN!!!

 

OMY RLY??!! Das awsum!!

 

Yas! im so relv’d tbh... like, omy its actly so xtng!

 

*runs away*

In my defense, I was.. uh.. tryin out a new style? Tho the first one's so real.

- Lily