The mad man asks questions
The sane man doesn't bother to think of questions.
So you can call me crazy all you want
That doesn't mean I'll stop asking questions.

Love
Amour
Liebe
Amor
àiqíng
Ngoi
Amore
Hubb
Amor
Diligite
I just said, I hope, the word for love in 10 different lanuages.
If that doesn't send a global message I don't know what will.

This doesn't matter if you read the book or not

Winston and Julia got an infinite moment when they held hands.
This forgetten romantic gesture caused a lapse in time.
They got forever holding hands.
By being two pieces of a puzzle and connecting, they got infinity.
Just a small romantic gesture but they did it.
They got an infinite moment.

We live in the past presnt and the future
This is how I know:
200 years ago this was the future.
200 years from now, this was the past.
And the present part, we live with the present life.
So the only way we don't live in the present is if we live in the past or the future
Which I guess I a problem
Because we already do

A cage, that was gold spun metal in the form of searing hot bars formed a gilded entrapment around the bird and its wings and in addition to the searing pain when ever it touched the bars, every time the anxious head tried to pop free it was stopped by barbs and neddles and thisles protruding everywhere. It didn't want to escape, it just wanted freedom. The ability to spread its wings and fly, the rush of the wind under soaring wings amd ruffled feathers,  the feeling of togetherness that gave, that's was it wanted, freedon.

You know I see all these people
They drink
They smoke
They do drugs
They cut
They physically **** themselves inside and out
And you know what I do?
I write on my arms
And every single one of the people above judge me for what I do

Look where hate has gotten
War, which can only **** the values that are left of humanity
Disease, the test of how much the masses can endure
Poverty, shows how far we've come just to destroy ourselves
A world on the brink of destruction
The world can't even focus in what it hates
It has become this emassive amount of hatred for what?
Why does no one see how they've destroyed the world by changing it from what it was?

How can life amount to anythinng when we don't know how to live it?
Do we just keep pretending to live, like it's our fate to live a half life?
Do we just pretend that that is normal and what becomes of those who are?
Or can we change that?
Can we live full lives?
Can we live every moment of our lives alive?
Can we be alive everyday of our lives and know we'll have no regrets?
Can we truly live to be who we are?
Can we truly live?

I think the only way you can really see yourself is through someone else's eyes
It doesn't matter who's eyes you look through
Weither or not they be the love of your life
Or the bane of your exsistence
It just matters if they see you
Because if they do
Then all you need to do is look through and see you for you,
Because apparently, it's everyone else who knows you better then you do
And they are the only eyes that will ever look at you clearly

I think I'll come back to you
But I need to know it first.
I need to know.
Know that you will finally stay instead of leave.
That you seek instead of hide.
That, finally, you will see rather than be blind.
How I feel isn't going away.
So don't treat me like I am.
But first I need to know that you won't either.

Defy all you want to be
Defy what is seen
Defy your dreams and hopes and reach the stars
Pass the clouds and soar among the night sky
Defy to fly
Defy to be passed by
Defy to live in the world you want
Defy what is you
And then defy who you should be
Its the only way to become what you want to be.

You don't have to be perfect
In fact it would be weird if you were
You just have to be right for me
I've always believed that there's a difference between the right person and the perfect person for you
Well I want to get it right and be with you
The guy who's right for me
Not the perfect guy
The right guy

Why does a vain, crass, hideious little rock represent love?
Yes a diamond leads to marriage
But marriage doesn't always lead to forever
So why put everything on the stupid petty part of the relationship?
Why put everything on the ring?
Why put all your emotions into an unfeeling thing?
For some forever is already set
Without the ring
So why push it?
What is so great about ring?
Forever is bound by what's in our hearts
Not what is in your back pocket or what is on your finger

Being famous doesn't mean you'll be remembered
It just means your famous
Being remebered doesn't mean your famous
Infact most famous people probably won't be
The world has made it hard to be remembered by the universe
You have to try to take over the world or a planet or discover a cure for cancer or discover a three hearted cyclopes
That's the rediculous standards the universe holds for being infamous
Being remebered?
All you need for that is someone to love you
So which would you rather be?
Famous or remembered?

I wanna get lost with you
Just so we can find each other
I want you to find me
So we can save each other
I want to fall with you
Just so we can catch each other
I wanna chase you
Just so we hold hands together as we run
I wanna get lost
But first, that means you have to find me

I think heaven and hell collaborated on one thing before they gave up on each other.
Love.
Because heaven and hell are the only things you feel when you're in it.

If I leave he has to follow
If I hide he has to seek
If I go he has to look for me
If I run he has to chase me
If we break each others hearts, then it has to be our souls that glue the broken pieces of our hearts back together
If I leave he has to fight for me

Please never hate us for we need you to save us
Please never turn your back on us even when we turn on you
Please believe in humanity even when we lose our faith in you
Please believe in what the world can be rather than what it is
Please believe we need you despite what everyone thinks
And please
Please keep believing in the good instead of the bad

Write and right
Look how good the words are together

Hope is ingrained into the soul.
It doesn't matter if it temporaily fades or not.
It will ALWAYS be there.

The lungs and the heart are the most important organs
They're the only ones that need extra protection that isn't skin deep
They're the only ones with a cage around them
They need the protectiveness
Want to know why?
They're the only things that requires another person
Because you need someone else to breath for
And you need another person to have your heart beat for
So why not be safe?
Oh right
They're still in a cage

Fine no more laughing
It makes me choke
Fine no more singing
The line gets cut short anyway
Fine no more smelling the flowers
My nose is to clogged up
Fine no more breathing
My throat feels like its closing
Fine no more air
I can't breath anyway

Our DNA literally is incomplete
We have half of what we are inside us,
Then someone else is the other half
The part that completes you
We are literally meant to find someone to give ours hearts to
Without them we are incomplete
As a whole

City lights capture hands in the darkness giving shadows to a perfect silhiloette. Eyes meet as the diamonds overhead sparkle with passion. An unaturally warm breeze blows, giving the air a tender feeling. They see nothing for a moment, only each other through a scoping vision that makes everything else disappear around them. They don't see the glistening stars shining or the magestic city lights off in the distance. All they see are each others eyes. All they see is each others soul wrapped in a peaceful gaze. All they can see is each others heart melding into one soul. All they can see is what they have created together.
All they see is all that they want to see, their love

They spent every moment together alone.
They didn't need anyone else.
Just each other.
They were each others worlds.
They were each others universes.
They were each others reason for living.
They were each others souls, inseparable.

The founders created a perfect world.
Full of people obessed with keeping the world like that.
The divergents are problems because they don't fit into that world.
And yet the divergents weren't the problem themselves.
The divergents were the cure.
You see, in a perfect world no one has a choice
But they did
They were forced to try and make themselves fit into a world they didn't belong in
But that world wasn't the right world
The founders created the divergents so humanity would know when there bubble needed to be burst
The divergents had free will unlike everyone of the fractions
So I guess I'm saying in a perfect world no one has free will or a choice
Now, will someone please tell me why everyone wants the world to be perfect?

Children- don't know who they are but don't care because they don't know any better
Teens- don't know who they are but have to because they are expected to
Adults- try to pretend they know who they are but really don't
Old People- know what they have known they're entire life: that we never really figure out who we are

What if lightning wasn't just a flash?
What if we could experience that much light
That passion and heat forever?
What if lightning didn't flicker on and off
And leave clouds grumbling a sob
And raindrops that pour like tears?
What if the lightning stayed?
Would be so wrong for the flash to be quicker than a moment?
Why can't that moment last
Just a little longer than a flash of lightning?

You should listen to your soul
Your mind can change its opinions
And your hearts feelings are to fickle to keep
The soul and everything kept there
Is immortal
So your thoughts can change
Your heart can stop loving
And your soul can lose the flesh that holds it
But your soul will always remain
And so will the feelings there

Love is this un-unstandable dream
That when anyone in the world wishes to dream
All they have to is wake up
Look around
And wait for someone to catch them
As they fall through endless bouts of time
And live in the infinity of a dream
That no one wants to wake up from

Love is like magic
Its a spell cast on you
It's not a curse
Or an evil omen
Or anything like that i swear
It's a spell that makes you the happiest person on the planet
Or maybe the universe
That spell cast is a joyous union of unending bliss that can't be bought or sold, only obtained by holding two different hands around it
So tell me why no one believes in magic?
If true love is a spell then why does no one believe in magic when that's all true love is.

Lust is blinded by desire but love looks with clear eyes.

You can't hold a memory close
It'll disappear, like a shadow
Always evading the grasp of light
Cause the memory isn't supposed to live now
It's ment to be in the past
Not the present
We are not ment to relive
Just to live

Wrong social media I know but I don't have facebook or twitter and that's how you post what you feel on foxs website
Glee has given me this sense of family is supposed to be.
Its ups and downs that people actually resolve
Its not always a happy ending but having happiness
Its always being there for the people who are always there for you
Its through every heartbreak and happy ending you always have a family to support you through both
Its about making incredible friendships that no one in there lives would ever forget
It has and will forever give me so much hope
I will mourn the loss of this show forever.
It has helped me so much.
It taught me unity, never to judge anyone before knowing how they are,
Always chasing the stars and never giving up
This show has me a large part of who I am and I don't feel ready to give it up but I know I have to but I really really don't want to.
It made me feel like I belonged, and as everyone knows
I don't
So thank you so much glee, you have made my life great for 6 years and I can never repay you for that
So just
Thank you

People kissing
Two hands intertwaining
A tender finger tracing patterns on skin
Two pairs of eyes meeting for the first time
Talking about nothing that is everything
Clinging to one another as if separating would **** them both
Being hugged tight enough to be molded into that person
Promising to never let go of the infinity they created in those moments

What the hell is it?
Where does it exsist?
Can it exsist?
How is it formed?
How do you get it?
Is it even possibly to have?
Why does anyone want it?

Oppertunity is a door.
It won't come knocking, but if you knock on it, it will open.

Your just an arms length away, within grasp of my finger tips Down a long streching runaway making more of an appearance that seems like a mirage rather then a finger tipped length away.
I reach out and grasp nothing. A thin, empty air is all I feel in return.

Peace is like sunlight
The warmth is there
The light is there
But whenever you try to reach out and touch it
Its not there
Just the thin misted vapor
That disappears when something tries to touch it
That just disappears

If I catch your eyes promise me you won't look away
If I hold my hand out to you promise me to grab it and never let go
If I fall in love with you promise you'll be there to catch me
If I get a broken heart from you promise that you will unbreak it
If we get forever promise to take it with me and we'll both be the best of you and me
But just promise me this: When we kiss you won't run away from me
Ever
Just promise

I know this time is precious
I know these quiet moments are valuable
I know that the time right before everyone wakes reals like home.
There's no time to think about worries then
Or be concerned about the future
Or be worried that I don't know who I am yet
I don't worry about these things in the quiet of the morning because this time right now is peace.
And peace is worth fighting off worries.

Rain is falling.
Tap tap tap
A constant beat
Just like a heart.
Thump Thump Thump
As it is
Nature is the true constant.
Not the heart.

See what we be or
See who we need to be
See what we are or
See what we aren't
See the beauty or
See the flaws
See the bad or
See the good
And see everything that we should be
Not everything that we are

Tap
Tap
Tap
I'm waiting.
Tap
Tap
Tap
Hey, inspriration, I'm waiting.
Tap
Tap
Tap
Oh, who the hell am I kidding?
I have no freaking clue of what I want to say.

The darkness hides monsters in the night
The lighting blinds us from them during the daylighting
So which do i pick to fear?
The sunlight or the shadows?

What's the best super power?
Invisibility?
The power to read minds?
To fly?
To have metallic claws?
To have blue skin and be anyone you want to be?
To fall in love?
I'm pretty sure it's the last one.
The greatest power in the world is the ability to fall in love.

As I layed my head down on my pillow I knew I was no longer safe
That when my dreams cames they would lead me away
They would drown me and suffocate me
Bury me in the past
Leaving me where I could not stay
Forcing me to feel what I want to forget
Making me exsist in the past
And never be able to leave it

You have long hair and I have short hair
You where t-shirts and I wear tank tops
Your arms are clean and mine has writing on them
You have facebook and I have Hello Poetry
I carry around 6 books and you don't
I pay attention in class and you don't
The best years of your life will be in high school
And mine will be the rest of life
So you want to know the difference?
I'M NOT YOU.

We fall in love with each others souls
The way we see the soul is through the eyes
So when your heart broken think this:
Change blue eyes to brown
Brown to green
Green to hazel
And hazel to blue
That way you'll find the right pair of eyes to look at you
And find the right soul to fall for

I don't want to worry about college.
Not yet at least
Because if I do, that means I'm more worried about how I'm going to live my life
Rather than actually living my life
If all I can do about the future, which is something that changes in a second or be destroyed easily, is worry about it, that means all of high school will wasted on worrying about something I can't change
And I don't want to waste my life
So, no I'm not going to think about college