I think I lied
when I said I've moved on
when I dated someone new
when I let them leave
and my heart didn't even
have a clue
if I still loved you could
we work again?
I tried, yet
I can't see myself with anyone
anyone again
I think I lied
when I said I hated you
when I still want you to know
that I'm happy with or without you
that I'm happy
if I still loved you could
I learn your name?
I tried last time
but I couldn't read your eyes
eyes, eyes
I think I lied
when I said I've moved on
when I rewrote a letter
justifying my hesitancy
the emotions I still have
and the way I'd let you kiss me
I think I lied
when I said I hated you
sure, you hurt me, but
I hurt you too, and walls can
be rebuilt even if the city
burnt down for a good reason
I think I've lied
since you handed me that calculator
since I hesitated to answer
since you met me in the library
since I let you walk away
with my heart
since I still love you
it would feel like a crime
if we tried,
if I asked
you this time, again and
again
I think you lied
when you looked away
when I passed you in the halls
avoiding me for reasons
I guess I could never know
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 5:33 PM UTC
They said friends dont last
Because the word ends with end
And i thought-
Language can’t predict love
I thought we were bigger than syllables
Until you left
Without a sound loud enough
For me to brace myself
One day we were permanent
The next
You lived only in memory
I turn myself over in my hands
Looking for the crack
The moment i becme too much
Or not enough.
I know i wasnt perfect
But i was there
Even tho i was unraveling
I thought that counted.
I cried the other day
Not for drama
Not for pity
Just grief spilling quietly
From a heart that keeps choosing people
I keep finding almost-friends
Who need me
Until they don’t.
I pour
And pour
Until i am empty
And somehow
Hats when everyone leaves
I show up when i can
I disappear when im breaking
Isn’t that what trust is for
I make plans
That dissolve
Messages that never come back
While your life keeps moving
Without me in it
I dont need to be chosen first
I just need to be told the truth
It hurt
So yes
I cry
Because caring hurts more
When you pretend it doesn’t.
Sometimes i wonder
If something is wrong wiht me
If wanting something wholesome
Is asking for too much
If the only real friendship
I was meant to have
Already ended
Maybe being alone
Is safer
Than loving people
Who dont stay
Still-
I hope
Because somewhere
There has to be someone
Who doesn’t leave
When im human
A friendship
That doesn’t end
Just because the world does….
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 5:32 PM UTC
some live want to die
But what is life to those dead
those people regret
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 9:34 PM UTC
What is a god that nobody prays to? Is he a man?
What makes a god our god is it belief or is it reality
Do angels watch and protect or dance in the skies
Do demons pray and try to **** or religion
Are sins human mistake or choice
Are praise something we deserve for one thing when we do so wrong
How can one being save when there is billions to save
Why are people broke and why do people starve
How come this god lets people be killed by others
We pray to a man we know nothing about except what a book written by man says
We belief because of other people and because people want an idea of savior
We ask to be loved but we dont care to hate
We ask to fix our problems and we forget about the others… dead… dying
So what am i worth to a man when i do no good
So what does that mean for the people who starve and get killed
What do we all mean…
To our lord savior and king. To a being called god what do we mean
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 9:17 PM UTC
See, the thing about a pedestal is that it’s just a grave built high enough for everyone to watch.
We spend our youth auditioning for roles we never asked to play, wearing a costume made of "maybe" and "if only I were." We treat our lives like a rough draft being edited by people who don’t even know how to spell our names.
Expectation is a landlord who charges rent for a room you aren’t allowed to live in. It’s a heavy coat in the middle of a July heatwave, and we keep it buttoned up to the chin because we were told that shivering is a sign of weakness.
But listen: You cannot bloom if you are too busy trying to be a sidewalk. You cannot breathe if your lungs are full of everyone else’s exhales.
We are dying in increments. We are suffocating under the weight of "should have." We are ghosts haunting the people we were supposed to become, forgetting that the person standing right here is the only one who actually has a heartbeat.
Put down the script. The audience is going to leave anyway. Stop trying to be a masterpiece for people who don't even look at the art.
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 7:58 PM UTC
They handed you a suit before you knew your size
They drew a map of a city you never wanted to visit, and told you to start walking
And you did
Because that’s what we do
We carry the "well-done," the "not-enough," and the "what-will-they-think" until our spines start to curve under the gravity of ghosts
It’s a quiet kind of ending
No sirens. No glass
Just the sound of a person polishing a mask until the face underneath simply... fades
We spend our whole lives trying to be the version of us that lives in someone else's head
And the tragedy isn’t that we fail
The tragedy is that we succeed, only to realize we’ve been attending a funeral for ourselves the entire time
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 7:54 PM UTC
What is Fear
Fear is death
Fear is the unknown
Fear is being forgotten
Fear is heights
Fear is spiders and snakes
Fear is the monster under the bed
Fear is a feeling
Fear is being scared
Fear is of someone
Fear is an emotion
Fear is Forever
I Fear
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 7:51 PM UTC
A dog is a man’s best friend
Sometimes a dog is dumb and likes to pretend
A big dog will try to be small
A small Dog will act tall
Some dogs make you laugh and call stupid
Other dogs seem to make you turn cupid
Loving dog are great
Protective dogs will be your best mate
A dog will talk and talk
Trying to annoy you until you take them on a walk
A dog will smile
A dog will dress in good style
All Just for a a little piece of your meal
And if you make a bad deal he will steal your meal
The life of having a dog
Oct 29, 2025
Oct 29, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
Today is the football day
For Cambian It is Game day
Just like other thursday
When he puts his pads on and gets ready to play
Today is the most important day for his chance to spot to stay
He Goes to the field lining up with his team
Looking at the other team he sees the guy he surely will bean tap
for he is cambian
he runs his route
2 up
2 right
5 up
5 left
then the ball comes flying high
he jumps and catches the ball from the sky
When he lands his team cheers and cheers goodbye
for the other team has lost their chance and that's not a lie
he goes off the field that night with a sigh
he says to himself, this is what i have to do
This is my chance to be great and to follow my dreams
and i will continue to do this everyday even if it hurts
even when he doesn't enjoy it
he says it's what he must do
is what he says to the guy in the sky
goodnight
Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 9:41 PM UTC
How come people laugh when they wanna cry
tell me why people choose to leave and never to say goodbye
How come people choose to lie
How come people say they pray everyday
The they sin and pretend that is all okay
You may pray everyday for people to stay
and when they leave you blame yourself and ask what you did
That pain will be drilled into your brain everyday
But when you are with others
you laugh and pretend not to cry under closed covers
Every night you ask the sky
You pray for answer, for someone to tell you why
And one day the sky will tell you not to cry
He will tell you to keep digging to find the gold mine
but when you open your eyes and look around you relize you already have
Your family is here
The ones who love you are you family not the ones who are by blood
That is what it means to be loved
Remember to say thank you for what you have
and not to look and cry about what you don't
Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 9:39 PM UTC