Nobody's Home

Her feelings she hides.

Her dreams she can't find. 

She's losing her mind.

She's fallen behind.

She can't find her place.

She's losing her faith.

She's fallen from grace.

She's all over the place.

Second In Line

You've always been second to those who are first to you. You wish so much to be first in someone else's eyes for a change, so this constant worry of being pushed aside will disappear. For your whole life, you wish for just once, to have the tables turn. But they never did. And now you're so used to being second that coming first scares you. What if you can't cope with being first. Being first has its own pressures and expectations. Being first only means you'll have a higher chance of being replaced when you fail to succeed in your position. Staying first is tough. You're no longer sure if you want that place anymore.

Maybe you're better off surviving alone. Maybe you're better off being a safety net for others to fall back on when all else fails. Maybe this is what you were made to do. Maybe you're still important. Maybe.

Still Falling

She was so deprived of feeling loved that she clawed at every opportunity when the slightest sign of it was thrown at her. Most of the times, she reads the signs wrongly. Other times, she hangs on too tightly, she grabs it too quickly, and she slips and she falls, with no one to catch her. Alas, she only ended up hurting herself. Again. Over and over. Her bruises got bigger but her feeling like she was loved never did.

Where

"She wonders where the difference lies, between loving someone and being in love with them. She feels things so passionately that the distinction isn't always clear."