Down Below

IGNORED:

Hidden Down Below. 

I dont have to scream into the night sky,                                                                                     I dont have to prove I'm right; Sometimes I'm too shy.                                                                 I keep my head down to acoid your eyes,                                                                                   I stare at the gorund to ignite the light; Sometime I get scared.                                                       

Courage doesnt flow through me.                                                                                               Courage doesnt spill out of me.                                                                                                   But that's the problem with being the "strong" one,                                                                      Noone offers you a hand.                                                                                                         Noone is there to ask if everything is ok.                                                                                     But yes I cry, I try, and ocaisinally I fail,                                                                                     and I'm overflowing with the amount of pain i hold inside.                   

Courage doesnt always ROAR.                                                                                                  Sometimes courage is the quite voice at the end of the day saying, 

" I will try agian tomorrow."                                                                                                        People get so caught up on big things,                                                                                        But sometimes you have to look deeper at the small things.                                                          Those that you don't see right away,                                                                                          The ones that mean more.                                                                                                        The ones people try to hide.                                                                                                         Look at what's hidden down below. 

Not Alone

IGNORED:

You Are Not Alone, 

I Promise. 

Sitting in my room, it's where I can be alone, it's where I can be ignored. And so what if I sit in a corner? So what if I dont make a sound? Do you have any idea how many people out there are just like me? So many girls feel the pain that I do. So why am i seen as an outcast? Why can't we all live the life we wish to live and not have anyone tell us what is wrong or what is right.

We are so fast to judge; as if we were in a race and the first to say it gets a prize. I've been through it, I've fought the same war as you, But im still here and I'm not leaving. 

Nothing can change the world if we don't decided that we want a change to occur. The more we wait, the more work it will take to change anything in this life. So why ar ewe on pause, when we need to be on play? Why do we hold back feelings we can't express? Why are we affaird of what we can't explain? Why can't everything be like in the movies... the happy ones? I feel as if I'm stuck inside a sad movie about death and tears, and everyone around me if living the life they would always dream of. 

I just want to be happy, and I don't mean happy a minute depressed the next. I want to be happy, and I know you do too. That is okay, because sooner or later we will get there together.