MarthsPeach

An Introduction A prologue A preface to my being This is who I am I am only a girl, A lonely on at that, Who hides behind a mask Always hiding from the truth Confused, and Scared Nervous, and Shy Careful and Lost Not good things to be But shall we remember This is only am introduction A prologue A preface to my being

I feel as if I have been split Into two people. Completely different But in some way the same One, who you know so well, Is Rachel Oh little Rachel Who everyone can read to well Two, My dear, you've never met Until this moment My secret, was she And this, is Miss Serey Eve Serenade Eve Lamaya, Her full name, But never shall be addressed as so If you know what is best That's all I can tell you Of the two that I am Until next time my friends Rachel hopes to see you again.

Life is a game Everyone has to play But in the end We all lose It all results The same way Death Nobody wins "Don't take it seriously.." They say "..Just have fun" So easy for you to say Games are fun until you begin to lose. Naturally you want to win, So you try to do better Trying again, and again You'll take is seriously You'll do all you can Just to get ahead Sadly, you get nowhere Sweetie, sooner or later You will give in The pressure will be too much You will fall Hopelessness covers you Fear takes control You simply will wait Until the game is over

She said it is love, But my dear friend, You can't love someone Who you don't know I do not believe Such a word Should ever be used So carelessly Love, As well as Hate, Are very strong words They are not meant To be thrown around Like ragdolls They have a place

I know this is not me This is not know I am I am not the same person That I once was I used to be happy And just about any case I smiled, I laughed.. Everything was always okay I used to laugh until I cried I used to brush away All the harmful things That all the people say Now my tears are not from laughs By simple thoughts Inside my own head. They would leave me alone. I can no longer hide my feeling to the world They all can see I am weak And they all know I always hurt For whatever reason I'm in pain And nobody can help me

I know this is not me This is not know I am I am not the same person That I once was I feel completely hopeless.. I don't see why i should keep the hope. Nothing good happens, anymore. Each bad event is a stab in the heart. The good is healing the bleeding. If this is true, I am bleeding out. There is not enough healing to save me from the knife that continues to stab, increasing the flow of blood. My Hope is being lost. I believe I have no realistic goals to hold on too. My bright cheery world is being submerged in darkness as i write. Nobody can stop this, though many do try. I thank you for your concern, but that wouldn't

'There is no since in staying in this empty classroom' He thought, as he walked through the other door. Alexander saw Aj and Rae making their way down the almost-empty hallway. He turned to a different staircase, far from the cafeteria, and walked away. Rae walked slowly as Aj tried to talk to her. She was silent. She stopped, and spun around toward the classroom she had just exited. Hoping to see him following, she only saw him turn into the staircase. Her eyes fell, and she turned to continue walking down the vacant hall. "What was that about?" Aj asked her. Rae only shook her head. They walked in silence, down the hall and down the stair

 "It's still just as bad!" "Can you just stop complaining!?" "You need to calm down!" "Will you just shut up?!" This is all she could remember, a she found herself looking around the classroom. Everyone was staring back at her, and the girl she argued with. Even he, the one she wished would never see her in a bad light, was just staring at the two. Rae felt a sick feeling in her stomach, and her eyes were building tears. She knew that she couldn't hold them back. Rae bowed her head down, and blankly stared off at the floor. Her hand partially covering her red face, as tears escaping. This wasn't the first time today. It was the third

Hello, my name is Rachel It's another night Where I sit alone In my silent little bedroom The only sounds are the key Used to record my sorrow And the quiet, distant sounds Of the outside world These are the only sound That you will hear Beside the occasional song That drags my hopes farther down This feeling of sickness It returns again As is does Every night I get myself to thing Of dreams that never will be true I wish not to believe that fact That cruel, bitter fact I refuse it, fighting it back But I am weak I must hide Hide from the truth My battle goes on My heart hurts My stomach is turning My hiding place c

You look over, then away. Over, and then away. I try to ignore your glance. But every time it meets with my own, I can't help but to smile. You bring me joy, and delay my sadness.. but you don't even know. If your wandering eyes can do this, I can't imagine what your voice could do, if directed toward me. I want to know, but I am afraid. Afraid you will think little of me, disliking my words, my feelings.. Who I am. But I know, that forever will remain the same, with glances across a chaotic room. Unless I bring myself to speak up only a few words, which will hopefully lead you to muster your own. Then, we will no longer be strangers. Ma