Don't look at me as if I were a
Monster
I've done my best to remain
Human

I don't want to leave here
Forever feels so much more safer
Than moving forward

Sometimes
I get caught up
Too much
In what I feel
That hardly
Anything
Gets out of me

I hate even numbers
They're so predictable

But I love X's
They're so mysterious

I hate biscuits
They make me so thirsty

I also hate coffee
I drink tea instead

I love flowers
They are so pretty

I love plants
They are so green

I hate abstract words
They are so... abstract

But I love abstract things
They are so free

I hate words in general
I find them very limiting

But I am a writer
And they are the best part in me

Anyways, I love the sun
But it blinds me often

I hate how yellow it is
It makes everything look ugly

I surely love the moon
There is something mystical about it

It reminds of the wolf
A good old friend of mine

With his piercing amber eyes
He can look through my soul

I love flowers
I wish I was as pretty as them

I also love clouds
But not as much as
I love the rain

I also love the wind
Hey! easy on me
Don't ******* away!

Oh, You love me?
I love me too

I love me so much
And I hate me as much

No, but really
I love you
Whoever you might be

I hate people
They can be such a headache

With all their talk about themselves
Them, them and them
psst, shut up

Then, they say I am way too careless
Bwah and nyeh, whatever

But I love humans
Never have I met something
As beautiful and ugly as them

I hate society
I find it very... Just no. Ok?

And I also hate reality
I think it's really boring

But I love dreams
sigh... Oh, dreams...

I love dreams
Of wakefulness and of sleep

Strange things happen in mine
But it's all I have ever really known

Oh, did I say I love flowers
Because I really really do

Only give me one once
And for forever, I will love you
*Gimme! Gimme!

I know          

                          I know

I know

And I want to say it all

But I've got a little cockroach

Resting on my lips

And I'm afraid

It'll crawl inside

If I open my mouth

I keep on searching for love in the wrong places
And that is probably why I have never found you

My home
Is moments
That could never
Last forever

Que pretty estas
Even when all your flowers
T'ont quitté*

How pretty you are
Even when all you flowers
Have left you

Of a might divine
Of a darkness shine
You gleam, glow, glimmer
Sparkling like stars' dust
Dooming the world
To be trapped
Forever
In the colors of the night
You twinkle, sparkle, shine
But no one is giving a dime
For you, you and you
For you, me and them
For in the dark, dark night
You sparkle
For the pleasure of
Nyctophobic eyes

Some truths
Are better left unsaid
And I'm not good
At keeping my mouth
**Shut

Amour, Amore, Amor
Ou es tu parti?
Caché par des dunes de veille,
M'as tu abondonné
Pour un monde réel?

Everyone is ugly inside
And the most beautiful of us
Are those who have accepted
This ugliness within

Oh dear God
Be in my help
I feel real
I am not invisible anymore
And to dream
I have to fall asleep
People can see me now
And they can touch me too
I am supposed to enjoy this
I am supposed to feel
Happy
Alive
But then
Why
Why is this floor rough
And why am I bleeding?
Why are their hands cold
And their eyes empty?
I don't get it
I don't like it
I don't wanna be here
I don't wanna stay here

What it is
And what is not
Is what it is
And what is not
Can you be both?
Can you be none?
Can you be all?
Can you be not?
-
¿nʇ sǝ ןǝnb ǝן
¿nʇ sǝ ןǝnbǝן
sɐd ʇsǝ,u ınb sıɐɯ
ʇsǝ ınb ǝɹʇê un
ǝɯâ ǝun ʇǝ
sdɹoɔ un ǝɹʇuǝ
ǝuuosɹǝd ʇǝ snoʇ ǝɹʇuǝ
uǝıɹ un ʇǝ ʇnoʇ un ǝɹʇuǝ

Laisse-moi m'en aller
Laisse-moi m'évader
Je crève des vies que je ne suis pas
Je crève des noms que je ne porte pas
Laisse-moi courir sans fin

I met you
In my dreams
I kissed you
Even though
I was not for you
Nor were you for me

If you tell me to shut up
I'll scream even louder

.
My mind is infected with thoughts of you
Poisoned with the idea of your ghost
People are faceless, now that I've seen you
Their traits, to your charm, have gone lost
.

Rouge
Color of fire
Rouge
Color of my soul
Rouge
Color of this book
Rouge
Color of my feelings
Rouge
Color of blood
Rouge
Color of my thoughts
Rouge
Color of passion
Rouge
Are my ideas of you
*
Sometimes
I wish I wasn't so filled with
Red
But I'm resltess
And deep inside
I've got storms raging
After all
Even if as white
I am seen
And of green
I'm surrounded
Even if blue
is what I often feel
And of purple
my dreams are made
In the end
Every little corner of my life
Is tainted
With the color of
Sin

What you see is only a mirror of who you are
What you hear will not always be music to your ear
What you speak will forever remain
What you touch has never been yours
What you feel is all around you
What you think you become

*

You think you know
But you don’t
You think you are
But you’re not