Teachers are like stars
who light up dark minds,
like the sky on a moonless night.

Their light doesn’t burn,
but soothes young, innocent minds,
guiding them on their path
towards their destination.

Many teachers touch our lives
along the way—
each bringing new wisdom.
Some shine softly,
while others stand out
like brilliant stars.

But just like every star
gives away its light
to brighten the night sky,
every teacher plays a part
in making our life
a success story.

Everything will be all right —

a beautiful lie
we keep telling to
our silly, innocent hearts.

The truth is —

if everything
were meant to be all right,
nothing would have
gone wrong
in the first place.

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​Life is the question,
we live in it.

​Death is the answer,
we leave with it.

In every silence, I loved you.

Like a gentle breeze on a sunny day, I loved you.

Like the calm after a storm, I loved you.

Like a ray of light in darkness, I loved you.

Like a rainbow after the rain, I loved you.

With every breath I breathe, I love you.

forget that i wasted 17 months
sitting alone in my bed is painful enough
hate myself for waiting around for you
even though i knew you werent there
you couldnt even put one foot through the door

but here i was
not even just one foot through the door
but i already entered the house
somehow ready to throw away my own home
for a ****** one with you

lost myself for a while in there
and there are still bits and pieces lying around
tucked away in little corners
waiting for me to find them
so i can leave that shoddy house whole again

trying to put my foot back out that door
but youre pulling me back inside
and i cant even go breathe fresh air anymore
all cramped up in this shack together
but you tell me its ok

but you see, its not okay
and i wont be locked here much longer
when i find the moment where i feel strong
im bolting out the front door
and i am NEVER looking back

Feeling an anger that rumbles and rolls in my stomach
as it plots to ***** out fire-y words of disappointment

Trying to tame the flames that tear through my intestines and
rage deep into my heart tissue

I am so angry at you. I am so angry

So heated
I am sweating, I am crying, I am melting,
I am swimming through myself and
my personal pits of fire

I desperately want your cool water to put me out
but you’ve refilled yourself with flammable lies that fuel my wildfires to grow
so big they decimate me

I wonder why there aren’t any sirens,
why isn’t there anyone
to extinguish this feeling inferno

But you are the fireman and
you’ve quit your job
so I am left here to burn myself to the ground, I am left to become ashes and soot

Indistinguishable bits and pieces of myself cover the floor, sitting in one big ashy pile,
but the flame is extinguished.
Why did you feed me fire
if you know how much it burns?

dont even know how to put into words
how much i hate feeling

when my heart begins to tender
i succumb to deep bitterness

i hate sharing my feelings
i hate having my feelings

i hate having them for someone
i hate you on my mind