Tag: poem

  • Life

    Life

    Dear Life I am not supposed to live you anymore I am supposed to understand and get by I am supposed to treasure a ring instead of acceptance and love I am supposed to fear society instead of being a part of it I should probably just grow up and give my best to someone…

  • Outsider

    Outsider

    It feels amazing to be an outsider Maybe for the acknowledgement I should eat more and become wider I can wear the same sweater 5 days in a row and no one will care I will dig my nose and scratch my butt and no one will stare I will talk like Martin Luther King…

  • I want my money back

    I want my money back

    Metaphor and Equator have nothing in common except for the ”or” in the end Being a coward and Being you has nothing in common except the fact that you both pretend

  • sometimes reflections lie
  • Take care

    Take care

    I did not look for reasons when it began I did not look at seasons to change  The  sad part is You did not look for reasons when it ended You ended it just like that

  • Young and Naive

    Young and Naive

    ”You need to start valuing gold and silver You don’t know what it is worth” when I was young gold came inside purple silver came inside red I did not care how much green it was ”worth” I just cared how it made me feel I would hate to share it  who would Taste happiness…

  • rotten bananas and flu

    rotten bananas and flu

    the special kind of misery she lives for the unique everlasting melancholy became the thing she would kill for for now she was her own enemy women like this are never free she can’t  even run from herself she can’t let anyone see that she no more wants to define hell saving requires surrender and…

  • A Huge Window and a squirrel on the tree

    A Huge Window and a squirrel on the tree

    I was already missing you living  tomorrow today I did not know what I was going to do without you next to me I did not know who was going to melt  my stress away I am missing you living yesterday today I do not know who is going to warm my heart I do…

  • How easy was that?

    How easy was that?

    I was always hiding behind my headphones behind coffee mugs behind the I am working out from today phase behind the gallery of my broken hearts behind all the fat accumulated after eating cake and pizza  and you mister found me even after all the confusing maze of songs,words,food  and mood swings of  shiny stardust…

  • blind date

    blind date

    sometimes perfection comes in a song you never thought you would hear from someone who does not have eyes yet  gave you a vision no one else could have