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Why do we fight Instead of making things right Why do we cry Instead of giving it another try Why do we scream Instead of chasing our dreams Why do we complain Instead of dealing with our...
Reacting on an emotion, And writing it on paper, Focusing on the moment, And ripping it apart, Studying thoughts in my head, For the words I once said, Finding the answer, In the deepest...
T ackling issues with words. H elping herself and others. I nsists on flying high with the birds. S eriously fun, once she peeks from under the covers. I ntelligence is obvious. S adness is hidden.
Do you walk in someone else's shadow. Or do you choose to stand out... In the middle of a meadow. Do you sit in the darkness. Or do you unknowingly illuminate the entire room. Do you back down...
Am I evil, For having the thoughts I have. Am I evil, For not believing what you do. Am I evil, For ripping people in two. Am I evil, For simply speaking my mind. Am I evil, For leaving you behind.
Me, myself, I Very clear I see, A reflection of me. My brunette hair, Curled with such care. My deep blue eyes, Showing I tell no lies. My heart so pure, My brain just so sure.
Do you understand, That feeling that you get, When one thing is for certain, And depression claims your bet.
How lonely are ye to sit below this simple tree, And ponder of a world where passion has toes curled, And flaming rivers run Under a bright, golden sun, A rock sinks in your gut, Looking out...
Look through the other side Then you can see But look this side..all is one preserved mystery Shadows gleam like nightshade So dangerous, pure and volatile Never crucify the disturbed and vile My...
Is everyone like this. Does everyone have talks with themself. Not just silly chatter, but real, meaningful talks in which part of you is argueing with the other.
#household Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who employed you for your call. Who's to say your eye knows best, And that your judgement's naught but jest.
#household Your reflection in the RORRIM, does it show the truth a skin weathered by time, when it should portray your youth. Does it show your inner depths the life you've led.
#household Naked beauty, Isn't what you think. It's a mirror of truth; An appearance kink. Naked beauty, Shows you who you are. Mirrors your true self, Hides the ugly scar.
#household Mirror, mirror Who the hell Gave you the right To show and tell I know that I Am not a youth So tell me lies.
I never lie; The scarred And ruined Image Before you, A once Hopeful girl, Now a desolate Woman Who is Tiring of The world And it's Constant Struggle, Is the Truth.
I feel restless. The kind that you feel within your core. The thing that makes you feel weary. Even though you haven't done anything. I am tired. That I often gave out a huge sigh.
I am me. Nothing more. Can't pretend to be. A person I'm not. This is all. All that I've got. I do not know. About everything. I know enough though. Not a high IQ. But I can talk.
A theory for the fallen. A note may rest in piece. She wrote it down on a piece of paper so she could put her mind at ease. A theory for the fallen, it's always bad when it's bad.
#nightdwellers A mirror is all it takes, Beauty it never wakes And hearts it only breaks.
I'll make myself a burrow,. And curl up in a ball,. Where nothing except me and my thoughts,. Really matters at all,. I'll block out all the shouting,. The violence on the news,.
Im falling out of the zone/level of existing I slide out of it and into it and it mixes into one (i seriously am proud of those quotes) i know it seems cheesy like my elementary ones do, but this...
I am me. That's all I'll ever be. Nothing much. And nothing more. I'm not a lot to take in. I'm a average person. As you can say. But look beyond features. And I'm a mystery. A jungle unexplored.
I stare at my wall. Why I don't know. It's not like it's fun or so. Maybe it's because of hurt feelings. Or I just got tired of staring at ceilings. I now stare at the stars in the sky.
My road of life has turned straight,. Clarity, I await with breath a'bait,. For all those twists and turns,. The enemies and lovers yearned,. Narled oaks stood proud through time,.