13 year old with a broken heart/spell check

Take me and hold me
and watch me fade away
Cry myself to sleep
I cry my life away

Break me and burn me
Kill me if you please
Stab me and beat me
Bleeding... on my hands and knees

Do you see me?
I am dieing
But in my heart
I will forever be crying.

what the hell is this crap

Dont say a thing, dont say a word
Hush for me now, dont be absurd
Dont make a sound, let all noises leave
Hush for a second and try not to breathe
Just sit here with me, just for a sec
Hush for me, babe, for now I am swept
Just come in closer, turn your head like this
Hush for a second and give me that kiss

Now pull me closer, now make it last
Hush for a second, stop me in my tracks
Just let me feel you right here, up against me
Hush for a second, plainly and simply
Make my eyes close, make my day stand still
Hush for a second and give me a thrill
And then our moment has come to an end
Hush for a sec til we do it again

SONNET TO A FRIEND

If I become, in any sense, divine
Or more than human to your
questing eyes;

If, seeing me, you see not
what I am, but what you
wish to see, see me instead!

If I pretend to soul-perfectedness,
know that within me lies
the crying child who, seeking
comfort, lies within us all.

If ever you should think I
have no need of words or
touches, or of thoughts or
deeds. Think once more:
For the well of needfulness
in me is deeper than the
sounding sea.

Yet what I take is but
what I return.
No pedestal for me:
My feet are clay
As every other's who has
passed this way.

The Ontology of Pharmacology Biotechnology

These words of ontology create my heightened epistemology,
leading to the ideology of living my life without all apology.
I know that I should probably care more about my psychology
than I do about pharmacology creating the newest technology
to make my physical neurology a living lab of anesthesiology;
but this aforementioned possabology, excuse my terminology,
just sounds too good to me to be a personal philosophy.