Don't give up on me
Please don't give up on me. I'm trying my best, but you can't see. I'm not lazy, just a little crazy. I'm truly not a hopeless case, so much more than just a pretty face.
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Please don't give up on me. I'm trying my best, but you can't see. I'm not lazy, just a little crazy. I'm truly not a hopeless case, so much more than just a pretty face.
A beautiful pool of water, But it's clouded with swirling thoughts, Sometimes you just gotta dive right in, Make your body taut.
I never liked the spot light. I didn't seek it nor crave for it. I only wanted to be left alone. I only wanted to be at peace. Yet, things happened. The lights pushed through. It spilled some on me.
"Every rose has it's thorns" just as judgement accompanies joy and love accompanies pain. Everyone has the chance to be what they want, within reason, as long as they persevere.
What would you do, if time travel was true. Would you reveal to the nation your creation. Would greed exceed your need to create a world united as one nation. Think of the need to abolish all disease.
Life could be like, one giant jigsaw puzzle and we all have our own unique puzzle but certain bits are all the same just in a unique way..
I want to disappear. From staring faces. I want to vanish. Leaving life's traces. Under my rock. I want to crawl. Into a safe haven. I want to fall. The pressures. I cannot cope. It's suffocating.
Hello again, today is Wednesday, November 21, 2012. I don't know what I want. The question this mostly applies to is the question of career path.
Rip it open. Delve inside. Find a place. I might reside. Open up. Every door. Tell the world. What I'm for. Take giant strides. Towards my fate. Don't look back. And don't hold hate.
I might not be your Cinderella. But you ain't my Prince Charming. You act like a hot shot fella. But your arms ain't that warming. I might not be your Snow White. Waiting for your kiss to bloom.
Sick of rules, They should be broken. I'll rebel, Yes, I'm outspoken. Sick of lines, That I can't 'cross', Try to stop me, It's your loss.
I like to think I know it all, I like to think I'm ace, (Okay, I'm pretty awesome,) But there's still some empty space.
My time has come, For me to leave, This land of opussia, But please don't grieve. My time, for now, Has come about quick, But here in opuss, I shall not stick.
I just want to quickly point out, that these chapters can get quite harsh and unpleasant quite quickly, so younger and more sensitive readers please be aware.
I woke up this morning. With a smile on my face. A resolve to agree. Or disagree with grace. Now my cheeks ache. From feigning delight. How I wish to be. Be myself tonight. The day passed by quickly.
Walking on ice. Not closing my eyes. Holding my breath. I don't even want to wear this dress. Walking on ice. Freezing yes, but not to death. Putting all the love and hate on hold.
#colourchallenge Light it up, my friend, Let the golden light shine through, Lighting up friendship.
I went to church today. This was the second go to that church. I'm not a Christian, but everything in church, especially the music touches me a lot.
These pages turn too fast. To take in all the words. My memories fade and new ones. Take a turn for the worst. You hold out a hand from behind me. I can't take it cause you'll feel all my scars.
On a coach in the middle of nowhere, Shrouded by fog so thick nothing can be seen. Every song reminds me of you, And if I sleep you'll haunt my dreams.
#household. I want to have dreams. I want to have hope. I don't want to be thirty. And still living at home. I want to be brilliant. I want to be great. I don't want to be contempt.
I've been looking for something You could say my whole life I've been searching for truths But all I found were the lies Am I such an outcast Am I such a recluse Was I destined to live With a...
you say you love someone. and you know it, they know it. even if you hadn't told them, they know because they can feel it, you can feel it. you're so in love with the thought of them.
I don't know where my childhood's gone To be carefree again, but the poison started young Always hated my body. Used to be annoying. Lost my friends. Gained them again.