Judged
You see a girl. Who just wanted a good life. Loved to please people. Someday maybe a wife. Others might see a baby. Who's so innocent and nice. Not aware of the danger. That can bring this life.
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You see a girl. Who just wanted a good life. Loved to please people. Someday maybe a wife. Others might see a baby. Who's so innocent and nice. Not aware of the danger. That can bring this life.
#household #sink #twistedopuss I can feel myself going down Twisting and spiralling the wrong way round Being pulled deeper into the dark Down into the plug hole of life I'm falling. Cartwheeling.
Through the looking glass I see. A future dark there be. No happiness or nothing. Just grimness there for me. Through the looking glass of hate. I cannot see no mates. Just crappines and dumb things.
Who's to say who's royal And who's as common as muck. Who's to say who's loyal And who's a clingy, needy mutt. One says that he's a thief, Another a philanthropic Robin Hood.
~*/ Inspired by @leelee101 \*~ I look around my neighbourhood, And what is it I see. Posh houses, the people living there, All rich and, well, carefree.
-wrote this when I was 10 (: There I see here gliding above, Nothing ahead of her but the breeze. It's when the gun shots start to fire That she slowly starts to freeze.
Seeing is a funny game, People just don't see the same, One man's win's another's loss, One man's underling another's boss. Our vision skewed by our own views, what others think, what others choose.
I was part of a line once. Deliberate, straight, and happy. Fluorescent orange on dark grey. Stretching forever. But no more. Alas, I am now alone. There is no longer any line. There is only me....
Whenever you have pity in yourself, When perhaps you can't afford something your friend has Or end up rage quitting after enjoying a game Or if you continuously compare yourself to what is better...
And English professor once wrote the words "A woman without her man is nothing" on the chalkboard and asked his students to punctuate it.
No matter what you think or heard, there are no shades of grey and unambiguous choices. There is only right and wrong. No matter if red is brick, crimson or scarlet. If blue is mauve, navy or sky.
I turn round and there it is. Your gaze finding mine. I never realised I was so interesting, But here you give me a sign. I never knew that you watched me, Perhaps if I really did.
Unreasonable so often really means you don't agree with me. Unreasonable usually means I think you are wrong because you don't think like me.
Today I found a quarter I don't know how it came I can't spend quarters, Just a quarter to my name.
ANTS ANTS EVERYWHERE.
I'm small number Three, Annoying and ignored, I'm sick of being tiny, I'm always very bored. When someone picks me up, They suppress a groan, It's really not so nice, Being left alone.
Why are you people so very afraid of me.
Life isn't all that bad, Some people wish they had, All those thing you got, But you're not, You think more and more, No chore, But others work so hard and get nothing, Huffing and puffing, While...
I dance among the clouds, until the fire then goes out. And then i lay amongst the stars... And there I watch the world. I watch in awe and wonder, How small everyone seems...
When I am ready, I will smile. You'll have to wait a little while. Its one of the first things I learn to do, I want it to be just right for you. When I am ready, I'll sleep through.
The other day i was just thinking when i saw something that made me think.
I am dusk and I am dawn I am eve and I am morn Glory is not what I seek Yet neither is my outlook bleak For I bring hope and truth to all Faith that in being neutral A different style of victory...
I used to know a troubled girl, So careless and naive. She let endless people into her heart, Never asking them to leave. It didn't matter what they looked like, Only what they said.
A small child, Curled up on a bed, Foetal position, Knees tucked to head. She sighs in her sleep, And turns on her side, A mother looks on, Face: tender pride.