I don't want to be

Him, over there showing his scars off like some badass


Or her over there the loner, but beyond the truth she has more skeletons in her closet than you

Or the other person in the corner
Hiding from the world and thinks it's fine, but daylight is burning

Or the guy whose in denial, doesn't want to learn and thinks everything is fine In the current situation

I can't keep up

Seek what we sunk

Time lacks patience

But to define myself as a whole person

Accepting these perfect flaws and let them worsen

I have to chose and unwillingly
Have already chosen

You think you can beat me

See my flaw is not revenge its spite its the passion of proving you wrong the makes it ignite

I gotta remember

I'm not one of them

I have to be something different

Something better than

A person that text and goes on social media more than a 9 to 5 job to fill an aspiration

But I can't be the one who mocks those who social "medialize" and make my own words up just to show how pathetic they are

By far

I'm the worst

I dislike favoritism

So I can't fully tolerate relationships

And don't have the patience for lovey dovey antics

Or just some pet peeves

You don't have to end it I will leave

Oh and the self loathing

What a hypocrite am I

I go with whatever works instead or what my true self wants

A color without colors

However like you on facebook or you who have accomplished an amazing feet some much that an applause is needed

You are not special

And those who claim to be tied to no soul and blatantly put Yan in my life and theirs

You're not special

And through this raving and ranting of useless words making the sentences and sentences that make phrases to let me borrow the holy power of the context of these words

You are not special

It doesn't make a difference

I'm never going to be different

Her heart pounds uncontrollably
         Thoughts are spinning
     incessantly
She cannot fathom
                a right choice
   So she purposely
       silences her voice
           Why should she go through
    pain for others
When no one will walk through fire
        for her
Why should she get out of the rain
            and thunder
     When everyone shows her
            nothing but anger
   Life is not what SHE chooses,
         she has no say
The only choice she can make,
       is her dying day
           She'll be forgotten
    from then on out
Only memories of a
               pathetic useless girl
       Little did they know,
her pen met paper every night
      So she left words of sadness
for the whole **** world

Sweet like honey and milk
Only the smoke will appear in the mirror
Smooth like silk
I couldn't understand it any clearer

I wish i could stop the times i experience a profound sadness of unopened events of my heart and future self  in the span of time for things I haven't experienced yet

I couldn't bear anymore of the weight in my interior
Exterior
Inferior of all the things engraved in me

To think I am a fragile being constantly tossed in to a vortex ripped apart fished out and put back together

We are one of them

Thinking of a time only drunk and high questions yet

Still thinking sober thoughts of things you haven't decided to even have the time to think of yet

This is all still the same recital

Of things untitled

Stuck in guilt tattled by perpetual emotion she tries to find her devotion

She looks from face to face
Trying to find her place
While she secretly aches
To drown in his ocean

A runaway slave
Trying to find her grave

He makes the hours
In her head
Into minutes
Quickened hearts beat
As she seeks
A final home
to rest her bones

He reminds her that life is too short to find matching pairs of socks

Now she wanders on a terrain of rocks

Maybe it could've been

A smile overcomes her

Overwhelms her
But he compels her
Despite his lack of trust
For an honest open love

Arms open for that of a skeleton

They know each of the others relevance

His heart is hers to own

As he sits and cradles her unmarked tombstone