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Elizabeth Fruin Feb 2015
Maybe our emotions are things that control us more than we will ever be able to control them.

Some say that we don't have control over the basis of our feelings, love and fear. They both blind us so easily that we don't even see our true reflection in the mirror. Let alone anyone else's. We see either the best or the worst aspects in retrospect of which one is the blinding tool at hand.

Yet some people tend to stipulate that we have the choice to be scared. That we decide whether we fall in or out of love. That we have control of ourselves, the whole "mind over matter" spiel.

However, in reality, its both theories. Sure, you may have some control here or there, but you are never a hundred percent in charge of what your body does. Its impossible. It is it's own being and doesn't really care if you disagree with it sometimes.

Whether its the awkward sounds it makes in public, like a rumbling stomach noise or the rollercoaster of emotions that kick in after the age of twelve or so. We generally don't have much control over it all. Life has a way of making us think that we can and that its possible, but then we have a way of denying that and never even letting the probability of it come to light.

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin Feb 2015
Guess my hearts more fragile than it seems
Cause your the plot to these bad dreams
I keep reaching out for your voice
And wondering if I made the right choice

Since I realised what the true love is
Its when you smile 'cause of a kiss
Its something that over takes everything
Makes you feel like your heart should be a ring

Hoping it goes on and on and on
so that this love never ends
But here I am singing this ****** song
wishing we were still friends

But we'll never be friends
No never be friends again
Our love passed like those trends
But I keep looking back to when

When we first said I love you
Or had our first dance or two
When I first felt that  tinge when we kissed
Or when I didn't doubted the moments missed

Guess my hearts more fragile than it seems
Cause your the main plot to all of these bad dreams
I'm missing the sound of your voice
And I'm figuring out I made the wrong choice

Now I'm echoing to the world screaming set me free
I don't want to feel this anymore
Please take away this heart sore

Cause Since I realised what love is
I know you're the one that I miss
The sound of your heart beat
Made this empty soul feel complete

So now I'm hoping it doesn't go on and on
'cause I'm tired of singing this song
wishing you were still my friend
But I guess everything has to end

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin Jan 2015
I string hearts along with too much ease
They fall and follow with no worries
They stumble over my words as I speak
and let those words create a creak

Its essence spilling out on my screen
As I talk the talk like a aplomb teen
Searching the globe for someone
Whether they're the moon or the sun

That is a question I'm willing to ask
But it seems that it really isn't my task
I'm not meant to string along hearts
Or let them be the way I throw darts

I'm meant to find one that loves me for me
But when I find her, I'm too blind to see
Too oblivious to notice that I'm smiling
But I know my hearts' wings aren't meant for flying

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin Jan 2015
Why do years feel like a flash of moments
Some of happiness others of life changing events
I will never learn to understand our minds
It saves our scariest times and our golden finds

We don't have a say in what we want to remember
We are like a house with a limitless chamber
A room filled to the top with waters rising
So much so we feel the need for compromising

To do things to lower the levels so we don't drown
But most of the time our challenges don't sink down
They rise to where the tides rush towards us
Where our breathes are limited like seats on a bus

Seats that we crave to get a ticket for
Because we believe them to be the key to more
Like a life where we don't have to fight to breath
Where our emotions aren't hidden beneath

Beneath the crashing waves of our conscious worlds
Where everything comes together in swirls
So we hope and pray that the tickets will work
Since we can feel our minds becoming more berserk

We need the relief to be truer than true
We need something for our sanity to cling to..

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin Jan 2015
Feeling alone in a crowded room
Sitting. Waiting for something to happen soon
Something like the glories of life showing their faces
Peaking over the horizon stealing her to new places

Maybe there's a place of pure bliss
A place where she won't have to feel this
Where people aren't forced to pretend
Where nights of tears aren't a days end

Maybe the world will have pity
On a girl who is no longer fun and witty
The only thing keeping her above the tide
Is her ability to hide hide hide

She hides away her tears until nightfall
Scared if she even let a single drop show at all
That her reality will smash to pieces
Her place becoming something of a nuisance

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin Jan 2015
I've put my fears to the winds
And I'm never looking back at my sins
I'm moving far away from here
I'm striding toward a future so clear

With the suns' rays kissing my skin like a lullaby
And blue skies no longer passing me by
And even if they hide behind weary clouds
It'll be like when I found you hiding in the crowds

A dandelion amongst a field of roses
Its beauty's hidden under our noses
A sight imagined, but not commonly seen
Until a dandelion's roar was silent and clean

Unheard, mistaken and a tad broken were you
Loud mouthed, understood and glued together I am
I may not understand you all the way through
But give me a lifeline and you'll know for sure who I am

See I chose the dandelion instead of a rose
Because your beauty no longer hides under my nose

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin Dec 2014
A puff of someone else's smoke here and there
Turned to a box everyday and everywhere
She said it was an addiction of no danger
That its nothing too big or too major

But then that not too major thing turned into a disaster
She started coughing out her lunges everyday after
That not too big of a problem turned into a genocide
A genocide to her lungs that are dying inside

A cough a day kept the doctors near
No apple would change that simple fact
We begged and plead for them to fix her
But they said that its impossible to do that

So we waited in agony
We waited for her tragedy
We waited for things to change
But guess that was out of our range

Since she's gone gone gone
There's no pain for her anymore

-E.A.F
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