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Human beings have an innate curiosity for other people. We want to know how and why other people act the way they do, think the way they do and behave the way they do.
You're full of life. A future so bright. No sign of struggle or strife. You're as fast as a bullet, whoosh out of sight. You're energy astounds me. You've tested a limit. As you've run rings round me.
No smoke without fire.. Something I remember my dad saying to me, is there any truth in it. Or is it just a case of let's wait and see.
#100days. The darkest depths of subconscious. Aren't always worth my fear. If the only thing to fear is fear itself. Then I must draw it near. If I worry about a thought I've had.
When I was a little girl About 5 or 6 I wanted to be a spy, Not a princess or a ballerina...but part of the FBI, As I grew wiser I change my mind Realised I can't run very fast and I easily fright...
My friend you are a cad. It makes me rather sad. To see you mess around. So many girls abound. You need to find the one. Or maybe make it none. Get yourself together. And brave your stormy weather.
“You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, would’ve happened… or you can just leave the pieces...
I'm sick of being the bad guy. I'm sick of always being wrong. I'm sick of you constant moaning. I'm sick of marching to a different song. I'm sick of all your games. I'm sick of all your lies.
What am I afraid off. Is it the 'new-ness' of it after being comfortable in my own little bubble. Is it the bitter past. Perhaps, is it just my own insecurities .
A steady anchor. Never swept in by the tide. Lace your composition. When really you're drowning in lies. Surfacing for air only sometimes. Those moments only in those. Precious breathes do I find.
You are, The most important thing I own. You are worth, So much more than gold. I love you most, With all of my heart. And I hope that we won't, Be forced apart.
I wasnt myself i was in stress. My head was in such a mess. Now I see so clear and true. And firmly in my sight,i see you. Always honest,upfront from now. That's the real me of that I vow.
#household I won't have a crack at profundity; Someone always seems to do better than me, Besides when the ocean gets too deep You can't see the bottom you so desperately seek.
What have I learnt so far. Being 16 and all. I have learnt a smile is great. And to be nice and wait. Cause sometimes waiting is worth it. To enjoy every second every bit.
(I've found three new sources of inspiration, so I thought I'd give poetry another go. For the three men who took me in yesterday, one I knew and two total strangers.
Anyman can be nice when doing what he wants But the measure of a man is in how he does what he'd rather not.
She came home Early for once Sat on the couch Stared into the distance I said hello She said hi Within 5 minutes She had hurt my pride Stayed completely quiet Not even a glance For her daughter...
Wow my brother,. You've made it so far,. Your dreams are coming true,. Good for you,. But your gone a lot,. I kinda miss you,. It's been quiet around the house,. Mom misses you,.
Now why don't you see This pain Writhing inside me Isn't it obvious As I twist and turn That happiness is oblivious Don't I deserve To be noticed by you The one without nerve Or do you not care at...
Tonight I can feel you (feel you). Thinking about us two (us two). Remembering how we were (we were). Loving and happy together (together). You're travelling down the wrong way.
Don't start, and then there's no need to quit. Starting due to peer pressure means you will be seen as weak and simply a doormat.
I know I'm not that funny. I know I'm not that bright. I know I'm often lost for words. I know I don't have perfect sight. I know I'm not the fastest. Or athletic in anyway.
I claim to be a lion, but I cannot roar I let out a small growl but I still want more I claim to be a horse, but I cannot trot Time and time again, it makes me distraught I claim to be a duck, but...
If only it was clear. To see the painful truth. To look in the foggy lies. To others there is nothing. The glass shattering. But it seems worse than it seems. But stay strong. Don't let it get to you.