8 years old
We're told "you're too young to unlearn how to smile and hate the world"
8 years from now on
You'll forget the art of care freeness
and little girls
So 6 young hearts
Kick start
And venture into
A labyrinth
Of question marks
Mischievous
Wide-eyed
We had nothing to hide
Our smiles were bonafide...
We dreamed of superpowers
Meteor showers
Climbing towers
Magic, meremaids
Flying ships
And finding home
In our unlock golden coffer
All we had was love to offer
A currency that once was just enough....
Guess we grew up
Theses days
We've ceased
To give
A frail and feeble ****
We've got new better plans
Crystal clear
Each year
Since June of 2010
We've grown cavalier
And bland
We used to dance in rainstorms
Fight our battles, win the whole world
We spoke in flames
And held hands while we burn
Now all we ever do is *****
Apathy, we mop it
With apologises
I'm sorry's
I worry..... I worry,
We grew up
Things have changed
And minds have aged
We're so far in this infeasible maze
When did black and white decide
To propagate
Cause everything now seems so.... Gray
We've forgotten the beats of our own drums
We've lost touch in tunes we used to hum
We smell of sin
And no longer bubblegum
Our season is yet to come
We're houses with water stained walls
We're standing
But no longer tall
When did we stop having a ball, I don't recall
I don't re-call
Here... We are
So far
We've walked a lonely road
We're like nomads finding home
But some-where far inside
The 8 year old resides
Whispering "you'll be alright"
So let us live
Let live
Forgive and hope we don't
Fail the souls we used to know
Let's walk each other home
Little souls please don't let go
The unknown is ours to roam
Our little souls will walks us
Home
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 2:19 PM UTC
You are more than I will ever deserve
I wish you could see yourself through my eyes,
Or maybe it would scare you,
because every time I look at you,
No, every time I think of you,
My heart jumps, and my mind clouds,
Blood rushes to my face,
I can't breath and the world spins,
Like my brain has short circuited,
and I feel like my hair should stand on end,
and sparks should fly from my eyes.
Surely you have noticed the way I look at you,
How I can't draw my eyes away from you.
How suddenly the centre of my universe is you,
I am just a planet to your sun.
And when you look at me,
When you catch my eye, and smile,
I feel like I have been pumped full of helium,
I feel like I could blow away with the lightest breath of air,
Like I would shatter into a million pieces with just a touch.
Oh, and how I crave your touch!
Your hand on my arm, my head on your heart.
Your gravity is irresistible,
All I want is to be near you.
Is it wrong?
The way I feel?
What would you do if I told you?
I do not know, and I cannot take the risk,
For if I were to loose you,
I would become nothing.
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 2:11 PM UTC
Our parents are always telling us , you have to go to school, that you'll learn everything you need to know before you're ready for the big world, and that'll you need it to get into your dream job
But now a days our education isn't about learning, its about passing
Our education now isn't the same as it used to be
It teaches us that if you're not at a certain grade level, you will not succeed
That if you don't meet a certain criteria, maybe you're not for fit the course
This education system doesn't teach us whats really important for the big world
It doesn't teach us how to live, how to do taxes or how to survive
It never taught us the living expenses or how to buy a home
Never taught us what to expect once we leave for college or how to balance our schedules
No. It only taught us homework, about a plant cell, about tangents and circumferences
It taught us that homework is more important than family
That it's more important than being a kid and having a life
It taught us that if you spend time with loved once and didn't do your work, you're setting yourself up for failure
They pile us with work it feels like we cant breath
They never once thought of the other class assignments that must be due not even 24 hours later
They make us memorise things that will no longer be important when we apply for a job
We study for hours in hopes to pass that final test that we'll soon forget
But what are we suppose to say when someone asks us how we're feeling?
We were never taught that
We never memorised an equation to help us find the answer
We were only ever taught to keep our mouths shut and do our work
Its quite funny what we learn in school now
Things more than 80% of the students will never have to use let alone see again
School was suppose to prepare us for our future
For the job choice we pick
Instead we meet and learned quadratics and plant cells
We were taught homework is what your focus should always be on
We were never taught about the future and what to do
And most importantly
We were never taught how to love ourselves and the things we should be greatful for
They've turn us into sad, mindless robots that's are more concerned about grades and passing than whats going on with the family
We lock ourselves in our rooms doing homework for 6 hours than talking to our mothers or fathers who wonder about us
We were never taught the importance of family before it was too late
Every single highschool student wishes they can turn back the clocks, but it'll never work
We were taught the hard way that you don't really know what you have until its gone
Something we weren't prepared for
They never prepared us for the future
Instead, we prepare our self for the possible failing outcome
How are we suppose to make a living for ourselves when all we have learned was the stress over homework and family?
The depression over a failed test or assignment?
The lost feeling of the lost time?
How are we suppose to love ourselves when all we do is put yourself down because of school?
This education system never prepared us for anything
Instead, this education system officially has broken all of us.
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 2:09 PM UTC
She was the girl that liked storms
movies
and books
She was the girl that would hum to the pounding rain drops
She dreamed to be free
She dreamed to fly around
To be one with the wind
And one with the ground
She had many pains
And many sorrows
She thought it was time to leave this horror
And as she stepped up to meet her bridge
She was gladly met with the roaring winds
With rain drops pelting up against her skin
She could only think of having wings
She sang such soft melodies with open arms
Embracing the world she so greatly loved
Upon her lips, she spoke great words
Unspoken to those who need her most
"When my soul no longer takes this form,
You can hear me singing in the storm"
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 2:09 PM UTC
Do you ever feel like you dont belong?
Look around and feel like everything is all wrong?
That you can't fit with all your crazy dreams?
And that maybe this isn't really you're scene?
But not as in a bad way
But more as in a good
Like you have known your life has been somehow off
Like you believed more then your friends
Or maybe that you knew you were just a little different
Have you ever looked around and wondered why light has become your enemy?
You may be broken
But you can now see
You may have fallen deep
But you can still be set free
Because there's a little saying you should know
It might be common to those around
That god knows
Even angels fall
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
The stars twinkle above my head
illuminating the trees
As I walk this lonely road
No stares are on me
For I am invisible
Only darkness knows my name
No match or no candle to guide me home
I am lost in this world
I reach for the stars but I can never get there
But I keep going along this path
I am my legacy
I am my legend
And I will light up this darkness no matter how hard it is
Just light up the darkness
Light up the darkness
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 3:06 PM UTC
The girl, the blue lilac and the monster had finally been within the grasp of each other
But as the blue lilacs heart grew warmer and warmer the monster can only ache harder
Denial cannot defeat memory
His past was all he seemed to think about
A past where a beautiful girl would still love him
A past where he was still human
He was fitted to the image his family; his clan wanted
And that image was distort by society's ignorance and fear
A creature as ****** as him would be liable for the destruction or another pure soul
He didn't want to lose his little blue lilac too
And she didn't want to lose her own monster to unknown causes again
A bond between horror and beauty is both dangerous yet wonderful
But no matter how anyone looks at it:
Horror and beauty
Purity and sin
Yin and yang
Its all the same
Love is an eternal essence that will always remain
Even in death.
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
Dreams are where we go to when reality seems to blow
Dreams are where we go to when we're feeling lost in the dark
Because that's where things tend to come true
Lost in this generation where the only things that matter are *** and alcohol
We've seem to have lost touch in what our imagination is for
Our imagination is for the thoughts and wonders about the world
Our imagination is to look at things we have never seen before
Our imagination is what makes us different
But our imagination seems to be lost in this world just like this generation
There's too many deaths of the young ones
There's too many grave stones piling up
What happened to this generation and why can't it be stopped?
Its rare to actually seen a happy teenager with all these demons breaking out
So to all you depressed teens out there
How about bring back your imagination and let it run free
Dreams those unforgettable dreams and dont let those demons break free
Dont let the demons break free
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
I am the captain of my soul
I am the master of my fate
With the twinkling stars, I set sail to my new life
Where the music hums carelessly
And the children play freely
Where parents aren't allowed and there is never a frown
There's never a glumy day because that's where darkness likes to hang
We're known around here as the children who like the roam
For adventure is our middle name
So come with me where your dreams are born and where darkness never plays
With the twinkling stars to guide our way, all the way to this place
This oh so wonderful place
To the place that is called...
Neverland
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 3:04 PM UTC