Don't you dare tell me
The person I love
The person I try my best for
The person who picks me up again and again
Don't you dare tell me
That that person
Isn't good enough for you
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 6:56 AM UTC
Wear me down
Use my ink
But make something
Beautiful
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 7:13 PM UTC
I once debated the scientific principle of change
On a group messenger system
I sent a broadcast of my feelings
Of the measurement and study
Of how time moves and planets position themselves
I told of the psychological affects that change has on the human mind-
And you removed yourself from the group chat.
You were the only one to understand my metaphor anyways.
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
When I need a friend
I'll call you Liz
When I think I can
I'll call you Liz
When you're feeling down;
I'll call you Liz
To the end from now.
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
O God, I don't speak often
Why is it that you hurt this boy?
He who has done nothing wrong,
Why do you make him hate the life you've given him?
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
I'm sorry that
When you roll your eyes at me
And belittle me
Simply for not knowing where something in the cupboard is,
My feelings get hurt.
I'm sorry that
Your hurtful words
Are only hurtful
Because my "twisted mind"
Makes them hurt,
And that your dramatic sighs and impatience
Is supposed to be how humans kindly treat eachother,
And if I tried to be more human I'd understand that.
So I'm sorry that you hurt my feelings.
I guess it's my fault.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 6:21 AM UTC
I don't think you know
I don't think you understand
I don't think you care
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 8:12 AM UTC
Even the smallest amount of words
Have the most meaning.
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC