Girl, you're everything I'll never be,
The rising sun, the salty sea,
The gritty sand among the beach.
You're everything I'll never be,
Every hope and broken dream,
Every cheerful memory,
A wife, an author, a mother of 3,
Yeah, You're everything that I'll never see, My unsung tune that's out of key,
And you're also
Everything I'll never have.
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 11:50 PM UTC
I'm in love with you,
but you can't love me.
I'm a dog, you're a cat; I'm the sky,
you're the sea. I'm a bat while you're a bird, I'm the leaves and you're a tree;
Incompatible, you and I,
but I'd love to have a try if you don't
mind, if your heart is still breathing,
clinging for a change!
So, take my hand...paw or claw, feathers too, even though I'm an animal, I want to be with you!
Come on! Let's give "us" a try,
Change the pace of the tides,
the stormy seas of you and I;
this messy weather, mostly that I've caused, I know that I'm not human,
But I also have FLAWS!
Let's give us a try, you and I,
if you don't mind, if your soul would be so kind.
I'm a boat, you're a raft,
I'm a calculator and you're the math,
but we can put that behind us, can't we? I'm me,
You're you,
There's nothing we can do!
I'd like to be together dear,
An incompatible you and an incompatible I,
You know two negatives make a positive.
It's science, it's logic, we'll be fine!
Give us a try, give me a try!
Yes, I know I'm not a human,
But I can love just the same,
And I love you more- will always love you more, more than you ever will,
because you'll never feel the same.
After all.... To your kind I'm just game.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
(sorry, but not sorry)
There once was a potato plant,
(Because potatoes grow on plants...)
This plant harvested baby potatoes.
This was no ordinary potato plant, however,
It was SPECIAL!
Anywho, the plant grew several baby potatoes,
Who were harvested and shipped on a crate to a grocery store
in a cold, dark shipping truck.
The potatoes, they weren't scared! Yah know why? Simple.
Because Potatoes don't have FEELINGS!
....but if they did....they'd be scared. Take my word for it.
The potatoes arrived at the store and were bagged, ready for purchase. They sat together in a pile for hours,
thinking about (but not thinking about) what would happen in the future, why they were in this bag, UNTIL, UNTIL a homeless man (he looked homeless) reached into the bag, pulled out a single spud, and RAN! Out the store, down the street,
HE WAS OUTTA THERE! BYE-BYE SUCKERS!
Well, on his way to.... wherever he was going, he fell and dropped it. That's what stealing does to yah.
It rolled into an abandoned alley, far away from the man's sight. He couldn't stop and look for it, because he was being chased, so he ran away sourly, the potato being left cold and alone, without it's family to be piled up motionlessly beside it.
This potato was different. Unlike it's family, it could feel,
it could think and understand, even without knowing language at all, it's like the potato just knew everything and anything, without a purpose. And, another thing.
This potato, it was hungry. Very hungry.
Only hours later (again)
A parentless child walked the streets, searching for something to eat. They hadn't eaten in days. Of course, the child found the battered potato on the ground,picked it up and smiled.
It was the end of the potatoes life cycle, it seemed.
Or...was it? Seconds until the end, seconds until facing the terrifying wrath of the human's sharp, untaimed teeth, seconds until it got to see if there was a potato heaven or not, JUST SECONDS, something changed.
The spud; it grew. No, it didn't grow in size, but it did grow a mouth, and arms. And it could scream. Oh God, yes, it could wail like no tomorrow, so, quickly adapting to it's new form; it yelled ****** ****** The child threw it at a wall, screaming and running away.
..... Silence from the potato.
Sadly, it could withstand the grasp of a sweaty, homeless dude,
it could bare the growing silence from it's siblings,
it could even dodge the teeth of a starving ape!
But the potato was no match for a wall.
Mashed potatoes for dinner it is.
Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 8:54 PM UTC
I don't believe in me anymore.
Things have faded, emotions have died
Loneliness brought to me day and night.
I don't believe in love anymore,
Love just isn't for me;
And if I can't love myself first then
I should just let it be.
May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 11:55 PM UTC
I am not the sound of my voice
The voice of my head
The ears that I hear from
My eyes that are dead.
No I am not the air that I breathe,
The pain that I see,
The joy that I need.
I am not the one that I hate
The one that I love,
No im not perfect or good enough,
I'm just on the edge of falling through the walls!
No! I am not THAT bad but I am not THAT good either,
Im just a rotten, greedy, die hard believer,
That in the end no ones an achiever!
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
I miss the misery,
Now its all empty
I want the pain to forgive me
And the numbness to forget me.
I miss the irony
Now its all dread
I had sunlight in mind
Now there's darkness in my head.
I miss the sorrow
Waking up to love tomorrow-
Seeing the sunshine shining dull light through my window.
I miss the anger
The cautions and the dangers
My life is like a thrown around wager-
Like a victim with no angel.
I miss the bright side-
Now dark night,
Suffocating in a blanket of black hide.
I used to have pride.
There is no pride.
I miss the jealousy,
The nervousness,
The grief,
I wish it could all just walk back to me.
I miss the misery
Now its all empty
I wish my feelings would forgive me,
And the numbness would forget me.
Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 12:43 AM UTC
Face it
You can't be happy all the time
Wear a fake smile and pretend you're fine
When you don't even know if you'll survive the night.
Face it
You think you're all alone
Even though you have people
To help you walk the road.
Face it
You don't know who you are
Changing your 're style to find a soul in heart
Instead of this emptiness that's taking part.
Face it
You can't just pretend you want the night to end
When actually you want more minutes to spend.
Face it
You dread the day
Trudging the world half awake.
Face it
You hate yourself
Because you're the problem in your life of stress
Try to throw weight on yourself
So you can fit in like everyone else.
Face it
You're the
Shell of a small snail
That left on its slow Decent
To get away from you without bail?
Face it
You don't wanna be around
Still waitin on a piece
Of your lost heart
In the lost and found.
Face it
You find comfort in misery
Because that's the only thing you allow
Yourself to feel in this death trap.
Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 12:28 AM UTC
So today I wrote a rant in math class. I had a lot on my mind and I needed to write about it.
I showed one of my friends and he almost cried. He said it was realatable.
So here it is I guess. Tell me what you think.
Yah know when you need to write something but you don't have any paper?
Or when you want to text but your phone is dead and you don't have a charger?
Or when you want to talk but can't speak?
You'd just buy more paper and a charger right?
What if theoretically, you have no money and you can't get any
because there are no people around to give you any?
Then you can't buy anything period.
Then there's no point in talking and communicating.
After that,
after you realize you can no longer communicate,
You block yourself in.
You walk the world alone because you know you are alone.
You feel like nobody cares because there's nobody around to cafe.
Then you stop caring.
You stop caring if there's a tomorrow
because there won't be anyone to spend it with,
That if the world were to end today you wouldn't care.
You'd become silent,
you'd be silent,
you'd live silence.
Even if there were people and you couldn't communicate
You'd still be alone,
because they'd lose interest in you.
You'd still be alone and feel like no one cares.
In a wild free roaming world you'd be the caged one.
You'd also stop caring about tomorrow
Because you can't talk to anyone and they don't talk to you.
What if you could talk but still feel like that?
Feel no one cares because you're you?
Feeling powerless in a world where you don't think you matter?
You'd always be alone,
even if you have the power to speak,
Youd know that'd you be alone because no one would like your opinion.
You'd always be silent because
you're scared to be you in a world that doesn't want you to be you.
You'd grow tired of being an empty shell.
You would get angry that no one feels you matter,
But deep down even you don't feel like you matter!
You still wouldn't care,
like you're reaching out to something non existing.
If you can't express you're opinions then why would you matter?
If you're scared to be you because of others then why should you matter?
Why should someone care about you when you don't care about anything?
You go silent because you worry too much about what others want,
Not what you want.
You fall silent in the world you locked yourself in.
Why suffer in silence when you can rise in noise?
What's the point of being you when you just want to be someone else?
There is no point then if you truly 100 percent feel like that,
If you don't Atleast try to be you and have an opinion then there is no hope.
You'd just be a silent unsung song in the distance of no ones mind.
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 8:00 PM UTC
Read my heart,
See through my soul,
Every piece of me,
My sorrow, my goals.
Read my heart,
Never a word to be unread,
Never a page out a place,
Stay up to read it in bed.
Read my heart carefully,
never in haste,
Read my heart,
hug my soul,
Wipe away the tears I cry,
Attention,
the only thing to keep me alive!
Read my heart,
Or rewrite the story!
Don't make it plain,
I hate boring stories.
Read my heart,
Or throw it away,
The book in the garage,
Like a disgusting lunch tray.
Read my heart,
Flip every page…
Unless you read online…
Then there's nothing to say.
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 6:28 PM UTC
Pathetic
Anger and
Irony
Never Noticed,
Floods of tears
Under rivers of
Loneliness,
Longing for
You to drown while
Losing everything
Optimistic and
Suffering through the
Tragedies
Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 12:38 AM UTC