I’m the words between the lines you don’t say
Most of me, is made up of assumptions people make, and I let them
Like static characters in your favorite novels who’s unwritten characteristics you make up in your mind
I am a thousand stereotypes to thousands
But in reality I don’t quite fit, and I defy every one of them
I’m the notes in between diminished chords
That clash and don’t belong
I’m that one crooked picture frame
An uneven hoodie string, just a little shorter than what I should be
The zipper that always gets stuck
A loose thread
And I’m an “almost” puzzle piece in a jigsaw puzzle made of glass
Just a shard
A mirror shard
reflecting an ugly past
Which is fine by me
But some days I get sick of being an unending decimal
Because although lots of people want someone who is incomplete so they can fix them
When they learn I am not repairable
No one wants a fractured and scarred little silver lock with cracks all along the sides
If they don’t have the key
No one wants to fill my crevices with little parts of themselves
And I would love someone made out of the darkest ink
Because you don’t need to be whole to be happy
I could trace the smudges they leave to make them beautiful
But no one else sees the world through a clear tape lens the way I do
So I’m stuck
Here
Where no one wants to find me
Because nothing good lives here
Just living in between

REPOST IF you have ever felt incomplete and unwanted
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Oh, how I do love you!
   a better spirit I will never know
her name,  her name is desire!
   spending all her day and nights
in my mind, tying my tongue in knots
    numb from toe to finger
when I picture her
    humbles me on a corner selling wooden
pencils, I see when cast her light upon me.
     Oh, how fair can fair be,
how much beauty can the day portray?

     No, none more than her fair eyes
turning once to gaze at me, here,
    a slight upturn to the corner
of her perfect lips. At me!
     If you love away, love me,
once , smile at me again, even from afar ,
desire, desire.

Forgivness Is Not A Matter Of Whether Or Not You Deserve It
- It Is A Question Of Whether Or Not I Wan't **Peace

Tick tick tock
Chimes the clock
As the hands spin in circles
Never to return
Once it's gone we must learn
That the time will never come back
And why oh why
Did I waste my time
On you

You sided with her
When the fight broke out
When I critized her
You would scream and shout
Why did I waste the time

I tried my best
To always please you
I would act as though the things
You did
Never bothered me too
Why did I waste the time

I tried to get your attention
Worried about clothes and hair
But when I came
You were know one knew where
Why did I waste the time

You'd cowar and scream
Giggle and hide
You knew nothing about love
Yet I stuck along in your tide
Why did I waste the time

And finally when I broke off
The foolish thing that was us
I realized I was fine
Even though you would cry and fuss
So I think to myself
Why did I waste the time

You said goodbye before even saying hello
You haven’t even given me a chance to scare you away yet
How can you have rejected me before that?
You don’t know me yet
I promise you, I’m broken
I promise you, you would end up leaving in the end
Once I introduced you to a close friend called My Past
Once I let you see my cracks and scars
But I the thing is
I didn’t even get the chance to scare you off
You never even gave me a shot with you
And let me tell you
I might be unlovable
Maybe I’m not pretty
Maybe I’m unpopular
But if anything
I could make you happy
If only for a month
It would be a beautiful month
You would smile everyday
I would let you know you are wonderful
You never looked past my cover
And I don’t understand why you didn’t open me up to peek inside
Because baby I’m a novel in progress
And so far, the later parts are pretty scary
But you would have liked the beginning, I bet
Because I could have made you feel special
Compliments are one of the few things I can do
I can do them well, too
I am anything but ordinary
Which can be a bad thing
And it is
But it can have a good side too
A silver lining
I’d listen to you
I’m a poet
And I don’t know if any of my poems are any good, really, lots of them are crap
But I do know words
They were my friends when no one else was
I can use them, to dress you up in wonderful
I can use them to paint a smile on your face
I can sculpt them into lovely flattery
I can make you feel magnificent in a way no other girl could
Because my vocabulary consists of more words than: *** you are like, totes hot lol
Because even if I can’t be pretty enough for you
My words can be pretty
Like no one else’s
I love to fish
I will sit and wait in silence for ages
To catch one
Just like I will sit and wait for you
Without getting distracted
Like many would if you left them alone too long
But you can count on me to be faithful
I am a singer
I don’t know if I am any good
But I can sing you a song
And if you don’t want me to
I won’t
But at least that means I like music
I’m made out of lyrics and notes
I know you play violin
I’d listen to you play for hours
And I would want to
The way most other girls wouldn’t really want to
I read more than I breathe
Which means I can focus on one thing for hours
I could shift that focus to you in a second
I could pay you more attention than any other girl would
And I am an over-thinker
Which means you can be sure you would be on my mind
At all hours even when you’re sure no one else could possibly be awake at this hour
I have a dark side
And you might not like it
But that means I can handle yours
No matter how dark it is
I can deal with shadows
And I’ll do anything I can to silence your demons
Because I have experience dealing with those
I’ve had many of my own
I am passionate
Which means I will mean what I say
And you can’t scare me
You can trust me
I’ve locked in several secrets thornier than any of yours, I’m sure
You never found out who I am
Did you know I taught myself guitar?
Electric and Acoustic
I don’t know if I’m any good
But you might like to know that
Also ukulele and drums
I play violin, ukulele, bass guitar, recorder, the spoons, harmonica, pin-whistle, piano,
I’m not saying I’m a prodigy at any of them
But I only took lessons for piano and violin
Everything else is self-taught
I’m just saying that I can be patient
Learn to know and understand things that take a long time without getting frustrated
I could learn to know and understand you
I speak french fluently
That has to say something for my patience
And willingness to learn new things… like you
I could whisper all my pretty words to you
In a foreign tongue
I have 97 different sides of me that I let people see
And an infinite amount of other sides that I don’t
I could be the girl you wanted
I could learn to be her
Whoever you want “her” to be
Whatever you want “her” to be
I have traveled to over 56 cities
All around the world
Asia to Europe to America
I have seen so many beautiful priceless things
But I still think
In all my travel experience
You are one of the most beautiful priceless things I have ever seen
And that is saying something
Because I have seen Paris at Night
I have seen Amsterdam at sunset
And I have seen Japan at sunrise
Ireland at 5:00
Spain in the evening
I’ve seen oceans at midnight
And yet
I would sacrifice all those experiences
For a chance with you
You never got to know me
You never learned that I know constellations
I could have shown you stars far more breathtaking
Than any Hollywood movie actress
You never learned that I write fiction stories
I could have written you a fairy-tale
But you never gave me a chance to show you myself
You will never know the little things about me
Like the fact that I like the scent of rain
I’m obsessed with Earl Grey tea
I like to watch rainstorms and lightning storms better than anyone
I’m into old movies
And I like thorns to be left on roses
I wear metaphors
I love skating, and I actually am capable of doing it well enough, I suppose
I like medieval towns and cuckoo clocks
My favorite color is purple
And I love skipping stones across lakes
And I like twilight better than sunset and dawn, though I adore all three
I doubt you could ever actually like me though
Because I am anything but lovely
Anything but wonderful
Anything but amazing
But you would have liked how I made you feel
If you would let me in
You would have enjoyed dating me, at the beginning at least
I promise you that
But you never gave me a chance
You never got to learn to know me
You said goodbye before even saying hello

Repost if someone rejected you before getting to know you.
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Can we be alone,
for one second more?
I want to stay with you,
I've never felt like this before.

Whenever you are near,
my heart begins to race.
Show me what love feels like,
Hold me in your loving embrace.

And though I know, my dear,
as well as you do,
nobody could settle down,
with a man like you,

I just want to know,
for one night only,
just what it feels like,
not to be lonely.

LOVE
       is
         Like
A
       W
          A
             T
           E
         R
       F
         A
            L
          L

       The longer
          It is
      The harder
         It crashes

      The stronger
         It is
            The
               Faster it
          F
            A
          L
             L
                 S

        The *deeper
          It is
            The *longer
        It takes
             To
            *Get
          Out

Just a look
And you stirred my lungs
Now you filled it with stars
Must be fate's caprice
may be Cupid's feats
Did you feel it too?

This trance
Explosion of suns
Like shoots of fireworks in my head
You took out my fears

In silence I swear I did hear
The clock as his arms sojourned
and how they felt like years
Might be Saturn's rings misaligned
Could this be a sign?

Tell me how can I recover
from your sad eyes, brown like amber
as they reveal your sorrows
Please allow me
to dig your heart so I can repair it
Is this not enough
to believe that gods set us up?

Take my hand we'll ask the gods' permission
or maybe a reason for this collision
Because if time is relative
When our eyes met
I felt we're infinite



-Cupid's Arrow, Margaret Austin Go

Valentines Day is still pretty far away
But I have made my plans already
I was thinking eating chocolate I bought myself all by myself
Watching a really ****** love movie depressing myself
Probably eating enough ice cream to fill a truck with
Straight out of the bucket
And I shouldn’t worry, I’m young
There’s still plenty of time to fall in love
But watching everyone around me who is in love
Makes me want to impale cupid with his own arrow
Because I always fall in love…alone
The word “unrequited” should be stabbed
The word is best friends with “lonely”
I don’t expect anyone to see past my imperfections
Long enough to give me a chance by February 14th
So I’m planning ahead of time
Making my grocery list: Sad Movie, Kleenex box, Chocolate, Ice cream, blanket, tea.
I’ve had my eye on you since the very first day I saw you
Any chance you want to ruin my Valentines day plans?

Repost if you expect to be alone... again on Valentines Day, even though it is far away.

It feels kinda funny sometimes when the heart's in rare form.

I'm on stage performing a magic show when suddenly, I close my eyes and disappear~

{¡} !my Grand Escape! {¡}

I learned that one *before
the hat trick, so plain and basic
but I digress~

once upon a time, there was a princess born of more than just mere men. She often slipped sight unseen deep into the forest where she would play pretend. The tall towering trees would talk and tell her tales of mystery, speaking of Secrets older than time when Earth was churning in her prime. The stars would blink ON just for her, popping out of the dark night sky. Opening up the universe, she'd close her eyes and fly
but I digress~

I open up my eyes to see
the audience still sitting there.
I've got this silly hat,
but no bunny rabbit anywhere!

I really wish they wouldn't stare
I'm not so great at magic tricks,
only the magic in my mind~

I'd really like to disappear
and be that princess right now  :-)

I really hope this dance
Doesn't end up like all the rest I've attended
I'll act like I'm not lonely
The way I've always pretended
And when the slow song comes on
I'll be standing in a dress
Fighting back tears as I watch couples dance
With no one to impress
Even if I AM lonely
I just really want this to turn out right
I just want to be happy with the lights and the music
If only for a night