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No one asked me what I wanted
No one cares when you’re not wanted
I am not the man I wanted
But no one asked
No one asked me who I loved
No one cared I wasn’t loved
These days they're less likely to bleed through, us that is
It's immaculate how you say you love me but yet I cannot see it
I do not breathe it when we touch anymore, it is empty
Everyone needs someone to share
in other words, your other pair
May be your sister, mother, friend or daughter
the one that will bring you joy and laughter
I find myself insecure when I look at myself without any editing.
I'll feel as if I am discrediting...
..as I compare myself to other girls,
I believe that I am not beautiful to the whole-wide world.
This sadness.
I feel my chest being crushed ever so slowly.
Pushing harder and slower. Farther and lower.
My heart throbs like a beating drum before battle.
I ask you to listen to me
You hear my words but you only hear, not listen
You have not done what I've asked
I ask you to care for me
You care about me but only to an extent
You have not done what I've asked
to speak but cannot form the words that would fulfill my thoughts desire.
to gain freedom but scared to face the breakout of war against another.
yes, yes this is how you and i must feel, this is how you and i try to explain,
I'm always thinking and I'm dreaming
I'm always creating and my eyes are gleaming
With the thoughts of what can be and what will
My optimism is why I cannot keep still
and some people wonder where it comes from
her life isnt as perfect as it seems
its filled with false hopes
and fucked up dreams
and when she searched the world
she failed to find her
one
and only
piece of mind
whats this?
its only just a claim
whats that?
its only just a shame
whos this?
oh shes just a ghost
a conversation with a ghost?
yes only because a ghost listens the most?
hows that ?
whats this?
its only just a claim
whats that?
its only just a shame
whos this?
oh shes just a ghost
a conversation with a ghost?
yes only because a ghost listens the most?
hows that ?
The sun that rises every morning day,
The light illuminates my precious way,
The tennis court becomes my second home,
Whether outside or in an indoor dome.
I play for joy, for love, for sport, for peace,
I believe that I am a damaged girl. A girl who wanted others to be happy but herself.
I am like a hidden book. I was ready to be read, but dusted on the shelf.
I am the rusted pennies who wanted to be held and known as wealth,
Somedays I walk alone
Not like I plan to or anything
Just, I want to be alone
Different minds, don't think a like
Same minds, think alike
I won't do drugs or drink
Plus, if I smoke or even get near it
Do you ever feel alone?
Like the world is on your back,
but you have no one to bear it with you.
And you struggle and struggle,
but you can't fight it on your own.
Then someone comes
Shes beautiful and strong . She gave us life and is wise when to take it. She loves you even if you attack her. She gives to us, even when we steal from her. She tries to warn us but we won't listen.
This earth is being attacked by what we produce
And we live as if there is nothing wrong
I could say,
"Mama, Mama, Mama, come help me"
but you are so busy living out a Colorado fantasy
Straight up walking with that Filipino-rooted feet
My mind wanders off in a whirlwind
But this ain’t really about my origins right now
But it’s about me currently
Blind.
Blinded by the sound of nothing.
Silence.
Breath.
Slam.
Bang.
Click.
The intesity builds.
Lights come into focus.
Shadows.
Anxious feet.
Steady.
The cold pillow is engulfed around your face, full of tears, full of dreams and memories shattered.
Who do I write for you ask?
Will I ever be heard?
I write hoping someone will listen.
Someone…anyone.
I write for the women who have been exiled by their friends,
there's something obscure about closure and asking for help
ten years ago I would have shied away
ten years today I'm still ashamed though, and when I write
or take pictures, or try to play the guitar
Introducing: the storm that brews in her mind...
It's force and undying winds become too much to bear
Left her drained, dry, just an empty shell
A foggy reflection, an expressionless stare
A Best friend
Simple two words yet many meanings.
Sophomore year 2012 we met on December 31st
You are the sunshine
i am the rain
i just wanted You to be mine
but You were avoiding pain
if i had to pick the most beautiful thing on God's green Earth,
it would be him
I could bask in his presence all day
looking in his eyes doesn't just make the clouds go away,
I never thought I'd see the day;
Where I'd struggle to find the words to say;
But you leave me pondering, yet breathless;
I can't hold it back, I must confess this;
Your eyes read a book, yet you remain a mystery;
My little sister hides from me
But she can not hide her pain
Always followingAlways shadowing
A puppeteer strings an open mouth,
She is me, and I am her.
Tells me what to say−
Obedient, teeth clacking.
Indecent
Why the fuck do we need money to help people with injuries or illnesses?
Why can't all of the countries around the world make an agrrement to make health care free?
We sit face to face,but there is something in the way.
An object that gives you satisfaction,
its in my face and your eyes are lost and I wonder
is this gonna work.
I feel entirely empty, so lost & distant;
You leave me nothing, but a reminiscent;
I hear your name and my heart skips beats;
I try to cope, but always experience defeat;
Risk this is more than a word
this is the sweat that trickles down your skin and play with your nerves
this word leave people speechless
scared to move on a foot on the week and
Some times I feel
useless
unimportant
ugly
depressed
and
alone
no one loves me
every time something happens
I am the blame
they judge me
for who I am
One. Today my boyfriend wanted to have sex.
As we sat in his truck he tried explaining to me why this is a good idea.
Two. “Come on baby,”
He tried guilting me into it.
Three. “We’ve been dating for 3 months,”
I am not one who shall live in shame
to be looked down upon
I am not one who shall lie in tears
Falling to the ground without one to hold my back
Never having someone to love or to love me back
You feel it,
like sweet kisses upon your skin.
Kisses you yourself have never known,
but still imagine.
Tell what you want
will ever be okay
No,
Because what you ask I cant pay
For never here to stay
Only here play
You dont know what you want
So go away
To open up to someone else's words
few people will actually listen
To read somone's words,
few people will actually read
Words are not meant for one,
but all who will listen
with eyes to hear
Blind Ambition
Keeps me wishin'
I had someone like You
Orange burst
of passion
Purple mist
Aim to be.
Strive to be.
Live to be.
But why?
How can we be something if all social stanards thrive to categorize us?
I know that I am not perfect
You are not perfect
the faggot in the reflection of my space helmet visor is my only friend.
with shaggy shorn hair and big eyes and a hollow cheek bone that holds in my silent tongue.
i have etched lessons in my skin, leaving silver lines
Life has Something,
Something to fill it.
This Something will fill it to the brim.
It will also stretch life to the longest it can be,
Without, of course, making it thin you see.
Keep your eyes shining
Keep yourself locked away
Look for the silver lining
say what they want you to say
She's alone in the dark
with no one to speak to,
with no one to hold her,
no one to show her love.
Not a sound comes in or out
but this little girl's voice
crying out for help
Throughout my life I’ve met many people.
Some are forgotten, some still cherished.
And the rest I hold close for a lifetime.
You’re someone…Special.
The person I want to keep close at all times.
