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I kept chasing
you, as if
you were
a distant dream.
But dreams
are not always
dreams.
Sometimes, we have
nightmares too.
When did those dreams turned into nightmares? When did I stop believing in the magic of dreams?
I stopped running away from life, and started running towards it.
Stay in touch with your dharma,
It will carry you through the anarchy.
i think i fell in love once
but it only went down the drain
i think she had wild hair and wore a million rings
i think she had mistakes in her teeth
and when i told her i loved her
i think she said she loved me
but i can't be sure if she was real
or just another dream.
needa wake wake wake
When I was seven, I was afraid of the dark
My biggest enemies were the moon and stars
So, to sleep better at night
I had a night light

Now I’m fourteen and I can’t stand the light
Now that’s the enemy I got to fight
I am scared of the day
Because I can’t stand what people have to say

I love the night
Because then, I get a break from the fight
Don’t have to hide my tears
Don't have to face my fears

I now realize, in the dark
under the blanket of stars
You don't have to hide your scars
Because no one can see
just for a few hours, in the dark
I'm free
Damaged soul
Broken heart
Eyes so cold
What an art...

A broken piece
with so much hurt
nothing to feel
betrayed by the world
What’s meant stays,  
quiet and sure.  
  
True love waits,  
even when we turn away.  
  
What isn’t ours  
slips,  
like water,  
gone before we know it.
....sun will rise tomorrow
Oh to be a leaf
Blowing in the breeze
Going wherever the wind takes me

Oh to be a tree
Standing great and tall
With my head held high

Oh to be a bolt of lightning
Energetic and electrifying
Striking the ground with power

Oh to be a boulder
Big and strong
Never to be broken

Oh to be what I'm not
Because what I am
Isn't good enough
I long to be known.
To be seen.
To be heard.

I long to be held,
In a comforting embrace,
And told that everything will be okay

I always thought someone would find me.
That it would be a perfect teenage romance,
Like you see in stupid fantastical films.

So I waited.
And waited.
And waited.

But no one came.

I was a naive fool.

Maybe it's just not meant to be.
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