there was once a time when I was perfect
and I didn't even know
there was a time I was happy
despite the way things were
but now.
Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 9:56 PM UTC
What?
What do you mean?
This isn't how it's supposed to be
This isn't what I want for me.
When did it all go wrong?
It would've been at the very beginning
Before we even knew it was a mistake.
We can't go back
There never was anything left for me.
But
Pretend this is the beginning
The day that it all will start.
There's nothing holding us back
This wasn't forever
It doesn't have to be.
We can still be free.
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 7:59 PM UTC
A bit too crazy
a bit too wild
a bit too much to stay in style
don't keep it
It's everything
it's everyone
It's all the world and all it wants
to take us
'Im a little too timid
and a little too shy
a little too afraid and I don't know why
don't fake it
There's nothing
and it's just too much
to live with, it's just too much to take in
you hear what they're saying?
I'm a little worried
and a little too tired
I've gone without sleep for a little too long
To wake up
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 8:10 PM UTC
When we are done in this world
Where do you think we go?
Will we hang around talking with those who left before?
Do you think they are still waiting, maybe they're still here?
But maybe they are dead, like all of you believe
and when you're dead you're gone isn't that how the saying goes?
When i'm done i'm sure
The thing that makes me, me, the thing I call a soul
Will join the others
Where the done ones go
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 5:35 PM UTC
it is everything isnt it?
it is all things
all people
all thoughts
and behaviours
They are the reason for everything
for being
for trying
for losing and lieing
Just because everything is
so everything will be
and everything
should continue
even without me.
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
There are no monsters beneath my bed
I see the monsters outside instead
They peer through the windows in the dark
But inside they never dare to tread.
There are no monsters beneath my bed
All my monsters live in my head
And Those who leave the darkest mark
Are those words that I've said.
There are no monsters beneath my bed
They trap my limbs in heavy lead
And when I upon my path embark
My final hope turns into dread
There are no monsters beneath my bed
I find them here instead
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 7:43 PM UTC
Welcome to society,
We hope you enjoy your stay,
And please feel free to be yourself,
As long as it's in the right way,
Make sure you love your body,
Not too much or we'll tear you down,
We'll bully you for smiling,
And then wonder why you frown,
We'll tell you that you're worthless,
That you shouldn't make a sound,
And then cry with all the others,
As you're buried in the ground,
You can fall in love with anyone,
As long as it's who we choose,
And we'll let you have your opinions,
But please shape them to our views,
Welcome to society,
We promise that we won't deceive,
And one more rule now that you're here,
There's no way you can leave.
By
Erin Hanson
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
"Go ahead, be a failure
that is all you ever were to me"
"Let go, be a quitter
that is all you could ever be"
There is no reason to struggle
against the inevitable
Your success is a day I shall never see
"Hang on, stay whole
Trying is a sign"
"Stand up, take control
The last say is mine"
Keep on fighting
the battle is not over
Defeat will not be the last thing I see.
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
I cant
do anything
against
this
this fear.
Under everything
that appears ordinary
is the worry
is this fear.
What I want out of life
seems too hard to achieve
and even the thought of trying
is swallowed up
in this fear.
Others success
their joys and triumphs
in contrast to my lack,
just add fuel
to this fear.
This uncertainty.
Will I be able to make it?
or was I not created
to succeed?
That this is all I am
is this fear.
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
These rules and regulations
all made for all our safety
when did they become more?
So smothering
with no room to wriggle.
Why do I feel trapped?
follow them too strictly?
They say we have a choice to follow
but to differ is to be ridiculed
even receive a penalty
whatever the size.
The rules made to protect me
make me feel lost
Somedays I want to walk diagonally
instead of straight block by block.
but I don't
because what would be the point
of breaking a rule for want?
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 2:37 AM UTC