Submissions by Montanalane

I hope you've found yourself by now and stopped dancing in the rain.
I hope you're moving forward now and stopped listening to your brain.
Your brain speaks louder than words sometimes which is not always a good thing.
You don't always have to listen to it. I hope you've learned that.
You are confused now, as confused as your eyes are green.
I know you've got it figured out I know you're just as I hoped you'd be.
But now your nothing, at least that you see.
Your blonde hair means nothing to me for all I care it could be green.
Look at the camera and show...

Afraid to fly? Just my size.
I'll try them on maybe once but probably twice.
They fit me perfect that you see, but I need more skin. I need to breathe.
 Silence so loud I can hear my mind break, what is real and what is fake?
Never will I know, and never will I show, the scared little girl crying out "mommy please don't go".
I need you here more than ever right now. What happened to the promises, what happened to the crown?
Those princess shoes that you threw away, just like my dreams, you lead me astray.
Forgiveness is key, that only I behold, I clench...

It's nothing don't you see. It's just me.
I'm formally normal. Cunningly  sweet, and incredibly meek.
Just me.
But nothing I say can you believe.
I'm ludicrous, oblivious, and somehow neat.
But please don't speak, because your... weak.  
Day. Wipe it out, clean slate. Like a plate it can brake.
Late don't go through that. Gate.
You've  got to paint. Everything black.

Just go with the flow don't blow. It just might go.
Away forever never say never. You'll pay. Everyday like you may. Not see me today. But you'll see my shadow. Without a doubt...

As she cries away her pain at night
she wonders will I ever win this fight?
The battle of not knowing what's going to come next
so worried about where she'll get her next fix.
She doesn't even realize what's going on
so consumed to the break of dawn.
She can't stop herself from wanting more.
Drugs, money and of course to score.
She has no family no where to turn she's all alone but won't realize the burn.
The spoon, the needle and of course the rock. What's going to come next a frozen clock.