I like the moving people;
the ones who dream of places
far from here.
Ambition;
Determination;
That everlasting sense of wonder.
The people who lack a clue of
what the want.
The ones who live upon the idea of something greater than this.
Let's go,
Let's just run,
Let's find something bigger than us.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 12:58 AM UTC
Look into yourself,
For once,
And not into others.
See what the others
Don't see,
In yourself.
You're magnificent,
Because you're not like
The others.
You're not like
The others
Because you've looked
Into yourself,
For once.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
Being friends with you,
has it's ups and downs.
But the constant
personal comparisons,
I put myself through,
are starting to drag me down.
Here they come.
Boys.
Walking towards us.
I wonder if they see me, too.
I'm tired of being
the pretty girl's best friend.
Tired of boys looking past me,
like I'm her dog or something.
On the inside, it's different.
I wish they'd look into me,
instead of past me.
I'm next to her.
I'm here, too.
Regards - the pretty girl's best friend.
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 1:04 AM UTC
I dance
through the days
with the thoughts
of you.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
I float upon the feelings,
like adrenaline,
I get from simply walking
past you.
You're an unreachable decoration,
displayed in many
of my late night daydreams.
You are up
on the highest shelf;
far from me.
I find myself dwelling,
again,
and again.
You're a decorative mystery,
I'd like to uncover.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
The sentiment title that we all recall;
blindly.
I just want to share my world
with a similar soul.
I want to feel the comfort
and the sorrow
of the sentiment title
that everyone
blindly recalls
love.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:31 PM UTC
Trying and trying,
forever at fault;
my ******* brain
does summersaults.
And goes crazy.
I want out.
and you have no idea.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
Home is not where I want to be.
I want to adventure,
wild and free.
Away from the chains
of my adolescent self,
to grow up to be hung
on a greater shelf.
For outgrowing this nest,
wanting to fly away.
You'll be proud of me someday,
just maybe not today.
Take me away,
away from it all.
Away from these chains,
who are there when I fall.
I want to fly,
with my own compass,
I want to fly away.
Away.
Just maybe not today.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
I'm into you,
but I'm not into
waiting around this way.
I'm here now,
but I'm not here,
willing to wait
forever.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
help me escape
my mind;
it's a prison of insecurities
and hesitancy.
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 11:11 PM UTC