SorasTheName

I fail Fail again I try to hard Take on too much I want to succeed I won’t be snow I won’t be another face I fail Do it she says You can win this I do it I stress I lose sleep I’m ridiculed I strive I win You did it She said You advance College is secure I am accepted and starting classes High School is secure Straight A’s senior year Gold in competition? I move forward To state I go!

I’m tired So tired I want to live I want to be normal Even if its bad I wish I was normal I want to get drunk I want to be confident I want to feel attractive I don’t want to suffer I don’t want to be shy I don’t want to be dull I hate me I wish I could be selfish Every morning is for pets Every writing for strangers Every chore for her Every dressing for them I wish I didn’t care. Silence follows me It feasts on my pain Swallows my screams Sips my whimpers Drinks my tears Nibbles my insecurity Silence devours my soul I try to fight it off Music vibrates the air Pitch rings my ears Bass thumps my chest Tones

Dear Ashton, Strange how this phrase was daily occurrence. I would write you letter to tell you I love you That’s long past You rejected my without knowing I kept quiet I would tell you daily You never knew I would write letters I thought of emailing you one No it was too embarrassing! I stopped writing This is the first one in over a year. ~Love Skylar Dear Ashton, Are we still friends? You stopped talking to me Do you hate me now? Are you mad at me? Please say something ~Love Skylar Dear Ashton, Two can play at this game! I’m done talking to you! I will not put up with this Why do I even care for you? ~From Skylar Dear Ash

Why do I feel like crying everytime the same phrases leave my lips? “I don’t expect you to understand,” I mummble bitterly wishing you did. “Nevermind” my thumbs rush over the keys, not knowing how to explain to you. You say you have the same feelings I do. You know what it’s like to want to die? You know how to feel disgusted with your being? You know how I planned to kill myself? You did too but you almost succeeded… You don’t know what it’s like to be scared…. Nevermind... You know, I think I loved you before I heard you understood. That gave me hope. I acted on that hope. I reach

Everywhere I look I see friends, families, couples, everything of the sort. I’m the only one here on my own. I have no one to write with, no one to joke with. Only me, myself, and I. That’s such a lonely phrase. It fits me perfectly. The lone writer with no readers, The friend with no fans. Everyone leaves. Why am suprised? I’m not worth the aggravation. I’m like the snow. Many claim the beauty! But only those that don’t deal with it. Those that do? They sigh about shoveling me out of the way. They moan at my cold air that changes their mood. My colorless being. My empty, lonely, soundless heart. The dark, twis

Pat my head. Put a hand on my shoulder. Tell me I’m a good kid. Tell me I’m not a disappointment, not a screw up, not a disgrace to you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I try to be good, but why is it harder to be good than the devil that everyone sees? I’m trying! I swear to everyone! I try so hard yet fail. God, Lord Almighty, You have condemned my mind? My mind freezes and craves warmth. I want someone to tell me I’m good. I’m wrong! I’m a diamond in the rough! Make me believe it! Make me see I’m something! Let your presence soothe me… Let my mind be at ease. Stay in my mind forever. Sta

1.) What's your name?    My name is Karin Scholes. I will not share my middle name it's of no concern to you. 2.) Do you know why you were named like that?    No, I don't. Why would it matter? A name is nothing more than a label! No one cares about the reason anymore. 3.) Are you single or taken?    Single, and I'll stay that way. There is no reason to date when they will just stab you in the back anyway. 4.) Have any abilities or powers?    I'm talented with a sword, most blades, I know martial arts, and I'm good at tracking people... In other words, don't piss me off... But I have this feeling there is more though... 5.) Stop being