When tomorrow comes
And the night ends,
I’ll still be there.
I’ll be you friend.



You just couldn’t let me smile,
Not even for a little while,
No stars could replace
All that you took,
I’m lost without you.
My favourite book.


You know nothing
Of my darkness,
The endless years
Of loneliness,
The hatred in the mirror
And demons behind closed doors.
You think I am as I seem:
Whole and serene.
But I’m not, I’m broken
And scarred beyond
Your wildest prejudiced dreams.

You don’t know me,
So here’s my life on a page,
And in this world of misery
And false hope, no one
Can hear you scream.