I want to write about so much

my heart is racing

I want to be able to look at someone like that
I want to be able to touch someone like that

You stare through broken lenses
Yet I'm perfectly clear to you

I just keep searching and searching
For the person you once were to me
Because I know you're still that person

I'm trying to be great
And simply survive
At the same time

Okay stop stop stop
I am falling in love with you
Stop I know where this goes
And it hasn't worked out
Before
But
Don't
Stop

Crashing into me like waves on the coast
Wrecking ball dancing down the hallways

Do you ever just picture how perfect it could be
Only for a second,

I didnt want to

This only confirmed exactly who I am

I'm scared to even make physical contact for fear you will feel my heart beating faster

No one loves me now
And that's *okay

Our breathing slowed to a simultaneous rhythm
Supported by our hearts, beating the same

It's pointless

They are just tear stains, they'll wash out

What is happening

In some cases I am hardest on the ones I love most

Weak. I feel weak

We would like to pretend people
Read these the way we want them to

You want me to fall in love with you

I can honestly say I am disgusted

I wish I had been born a boy

When more than one person calls you unattractive
And all in a matter of only two days
It really does stuff to you

I sound so dark.
But everyone has dark days.
Days where they could punch a wall.

Something tells me I'll ***** up a relationship
But I'm still open to getting pumped and making out?
Let's have a party
Who knows it could change my mind?

My hands are quivering
And the air is cold

It always happens with someone you can't have

I'm in over my head

Last night as I was talking
I realized what happened
And what insecurities
You have always had
Funny how this dance
Happens to be a masquerade
We all hide it somehow

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I watch the days go by
Count them as they fly

For a second I actually thought...
But never-mind, I've always
Been one to misinterpret things

Literally I'm so ******* done
With friends
Family
I'm so ******* done
Can't find one ******* person
Who seems to give a ******* ****

I'm dandelion to you
But Piper to who?

I was doing so much better
I was way more self confident
And now You had to
******* go there
And say the wig looks prettier
Than me. your own daughter
Laugh at me. Say Its awkward
Say it was a mistake
Say you feel bad for poor me
What do I have to do
To feel ******* pretty
What do I have to ******* do

Last night I had a dream,
And I cannot explain it in words
Only pictures in my head
But it was about you

I want to be one of the two girls at the onerepublic concert
Holding hands as Christina Perry sings

I didn't think I could become this
I didn't think I could latch on to this
But I can feel myself doing it slowly
And it feels so ******* good

and vise versa right

What's the point of even writing if you have to monitor what you say, even on this website

I either haven't met them
Won't meet them
Or am letting them slip
Through my fingers

I never really understood the feeling of flames and fire
Until now

I can't quite fit in the words I want to say

I want the flutters
The kisses
The eye contact
The breath
The touch
*The feel of somone else

Not a poem
I would like to explain why I've been distant and angry lately
I recently caught my dad doing something earlier this week
And, well honestly, it was pretty hard but I didn't want to tell
Because you've all heard it before, it just struck a nerve this time
So I'm sorry sorry sorry for being an ***. I actually love you all
Very very much

I want to start being light and happy again
I want to lay in the sun at lunch
I want to laugh and make jokes
I'm going to be happy

Will they be gone when something better comes around
Will they leave when I'm stuck holding on

This is exactly why I use my second account
People make assumptions about poems
Not about them

That moment when a boy says your beautiful
And you've never heard that from the opposite gender,
Then shatters your new self esteem
Because he realizes you don't have long hair anymore
And basically calls you ugly, and a turn off