Just One Of Those Days
Why do I feel so sad all the time. I have this horrible ache in my chest that never seems to go away.
Im simply looking for answers, in a world that answers none. Will you be the answer to my question?
Why do I feel so sad all the time. I have this horrible ache in my chest that never seems to go away.
My eyes snapped wide open at the sound of my creaking door. I could feel it… I could feel them. They were back. “I’m scared.” I silently whispered into the air as my heart began racing.
I know I'll never have the courage to send them, but I've been writing you letters. I cant decide if they're making me feel better or bitter..
So I finally made it to London. It's so beautiful and green here. Yesterday was my first day here and my umbrella broke and I got soaked. It was hilarious.
I hate that you made me feel special. My heart ate up every word you said. Now my state of mind is all a mess. I can't even think straight. Well isn't this just great..
Tell me darling when did you fall in love with me. Was it when we kissed for the first time. When you breathed out and I breathed in.
I hope my weirdness appeals to you. And if not, well fuck off. Simple enough I think..
The sun has gone and left me with no warmth. My body turns cold, and my mind is once again tormented by memories I wish to forget. My fear of the dark begins to resurface.
I just feel like I'm some laughing stock of this inside joke the whole world is in on..
My heart races. I can hear it beating in my ears. I open my mouth but no sound comes out. I'm almost there. I close my eyes. I've said my good byes. My feet began to tingle. My fingertips go numb.
Don't define Bee 'cause there's no one like me. This is my time. I know I'm gonna shine. Show 'em all my might, yeah this is my fight. Reaching for the top, I ain't about to stop..
Don't look in the mirror to find true beauty. Look past the exterior. All the way into the interior. That is where you will truly find it..
I hate you. I really do..
Her eyes are brown and beautiful, yet empty and sad. Her only friend was a writing pad. She was just a girl with some beautiful curls wishing for a better world.
Mirror oh mirror, Why is my face not that of pure beauty. Why is my smile seeping with tears. Why are my eyes not masking the lies. Mirror oh mirror, Take it away. I no longer wish to see.
I know there's a hope, but nobody's trying to help me cope. So tonight I sing my song, while my heart beats along, cause I'm long gone..
Hour after hour Day by day Seeing what I no longer wished to be Attempting but no matter how much I changed Satisfaction never came.
It's about to be 4 in the morning, and London won't let me sleep. She's being a major hoodrat at the moment making a big ol mess in my room -____- But she's just the cutest puppy.
It's quite peculiar that even though I haven't met you. I think about you all the time. When I'm all by myself, which is how I spend most of my time, I wonder about you.
I absolutely love riding my bike. It's the closet to flying I'll ever get. Riding down country roads. Enjoying the sounds of birds and swaying grass. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
I just need a friend and maybe a hug..
I have always wanted to go on a coffee date. With someone that is a stranger or maybe my soul mate. What would we talk about. The discussions could be endless.
The pen and paper plays my savior when I'm feeling down..
Have you ever read a book, and it frightened you right down to your core that you couldn't turn the page once more.
I don't want to have a simple fling. I want you to truly make my heart sing..
I told myself that nothing you would do from now on would hurt me. I was sadly mistaken. I stayed by your side like a shadow.
"Who would have thought that you'd regret all those evil things you said. Now as friends, we say goodbye. I think there's something in my eye.".
The whispers. The tears. A touch here. A bruise there. The sobs muffled by glass. All of it shattering in my face. Lonely and tainted. A closed window. Open door. Harsh words. Sweet looks.
Whisper me the secrets of yesterday. Kiss me the tales of today. Hold me until tomorrow comes. Whatever it is. Whatever it was. Tell me my side you'll never leave. Too long I've yearned for belonging.
Four months.. Four months until I leave this place. That is if its God's will for me to go. I'll be leaving this small town that's not even on the map to a whole new world is how I see it. London.
I smile when I'm mad, I smile when I'm sad. And I'm going to keep on smiling through all the bad..
When I saw you walk into the room; my heart skipped a couple beats. I had to look away because I couldn't take you all in. I swore I wouldn't speak to you. My heart still ached.. It still bled.
It's amazing how words can do that, just shred your insides apart. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me - such bs..
Why, why, why. Why does this little girl only have 6 months to live. It's not fair. She's hasn't even been able to fully live life. I got my cap and gown and graduation announcements.
Do not let religion get in the way of your faith..
I was sharpening a pencil when my mind began to wonder. Could I be sharpened. Fixed to the point where im acceptable.
Why you being so judgmental cause it's making me sentimental. You'll apologize but when will you realize that I know it's just an act, and it's a surprise our friendship is still intact..
I need to stop taking naps during the day because I can't sleep at night..
"Their lies cant fade your beauty. You gotta know who you are. Stay strong and always remember, the truth in your heart.
Expectations "Expectations are the root of all heartache. " I've been told to never expect things out of people because you'll only be let down.
The clocked moved to soon if only I knew. Not a word was spoken, but every unspoken word left us broken. Alone with the memory of what could of been; only to dream of what would never be.
Being alone is my biggest fear, yet I want no one near..
"I’ve been thinking about letters recently. The real kind, long hand. And how terrible it is that nobody’s writing them any more.".
Couldn't you see the sign. All I needed was a piece of your time. Your voice was what I longed to hear but my choice to call was very foolish after all.
You say I'm losing my mind, but I smile like I'm fine. Nine out of ten times, I get declined saying I'm not worth the time. No more crying I'm done trying.
So I've heard a poem doesn't start til you're telling the truth. Well I'm sitting here in this booth thinking of you. I know this isn't anything new but I've been missing you.