AkatsukiGirl123

How much are we willing to give for a fake happiness? All this money we spend, All this time that we live in a world of pretend. Just look around at this mess. Girl's cry because they're ugly, and fat. Boy's hide from the world cause their dreams fall flat. All while children are torn apart, being called worthless, unloved, or a brat. How much of ourselves to we sell for just seconds of fame? We're only trying to live. So why is it that when society's plans come crashing down, we're the ones to blame?

I cried again tonight, Although I'm sure you didn't know. You're too sucked up in your own world, That you don't even have to time to put your ear against your bedroom wall and listen. Our rooms are right next to each other. How could you miss it? How could you not know ever tear that I shed, Every night without sleep, Every fake smile, fake laugh, fake me? You don't know the hell that you've put me through, Or the thoughts in my head. And yet when you watch TV, The one activity I can actually stand doing with you, You are able to pick apart each character perfectly. All of their fears, and their hopes, and their weaknesses, Why can you see t

I'll tell you "good morning" and "have a nice day". I'll wave you good-bye, Then I'll be on my way. But the second the door shuts and I'm out of the house, The smile I had fades from my mouth. I go through my day hiding the truth, And I'll hope to God that tonight I wont see you. But life doesn't work that way, And I've never believed in God. So that leaves me defenseless, Unwanted, Unloved, Alone. Crying to myself in an empty home. My brothers are gone with the man you kicked out. He's a man that I loved, Yet you say to my face that he's worthless. Don't you have taste? You're the man who married him in the first place. You say you have scar

The rest of her day wasn't any calmer than her morning. Tamaki had somehow found out that Hikaru and Kaoru had both been in her room, and threw a major panic attack. All Haruhi could make out was something about how the twins were 'defiling his daughter'. The fact that the blond haired boy continued to refer to her as his daughter still pissed off Haruhi enough to yell at him whenever he did. Although she would never admit she was getting used to it. It was an unfortunate truth that would only cause her more troubles. But in the long run, Haruhi was just glad that Tamaki hadn't found out that Hikaru had spent the night in her room, let alon

Light shown through the window and fluttered onto the bed. Haruhi blinked open her eyes. She felt really warm considering the ocean breeze coming through the cracked open window. She looked at her waist. There was a pair of arms wrapped around her. She was shocked. She turned her head and saw Hikaru pressing against her. His face pressed into her back. He was still asleep. She didn't want to wake him up, but she couldn't pry loose from his grip. "Hikaru." She whispered. "Hikaru wake up." It didn't work. If anything it got worse. Hikaru let out a grumble and pulled the small girl closer to him. "Do you think I'm Kaoru or something?" She hiss