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Don't know why I am this way
it's no surprise i have no friends.

I suffer from social anxiety.
It keeps me away from the world.
and I don't know if I can just be
another lonely girl.

I know you think I'm really really weird.
Hands sweaty the fear is too real..
I feel so weak but I'm still holding on.
Don'ts wanna speak I'll just say something wrong.

But what the hell that's just who I am.
An epic fail the everyone is better than.

But I can't explain it
in a way that you could relate.

but you wouldn't understand it anyway...
Grin to squint on Sol's own cozy splendor,
Woe to know thee shan't embrace her.
I have a gay friend who I love very much, but I'm not gay, so I can't be romantic with him, despite my desire to. So I wrote a poem about appreciation. About sipping life in, no matter how thirsty.
Lovely's she,
Who shuns the shrewd pursuer.

Whose heart's unbreached,
By he who heaves in reaching.

And I am cursed,
Of this of coarse,
That my heart laments to leave her.

For this I must,
Commit because,
She shuns the shrewd pursuer.
Originally just,

"Lovey's she,
Whose heart's unbreached,
By he who heaves in reaching.

And I am cursed,
Of this of coarse,
That my heart laments to leave her."
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why do I bother to look at all?
I already know what I will see
And it's not what I want to be.
Who do I want to be?
I am not sure I know anymore
Émilie Murray Sep 2016
Our love is like a drug
Holding me captive in your arms
Dragging me in with the smile in your eyes
I couldn't escape if I wanted to.
The way I keep coming back
The way you keep welcoming me.
Our love is everlasting,
It will never  be cut short
No guns or girls could ruin this.
Were far to strong for such folly things.
Well be together till the end of time.
Émilie Murray Sep 2016
She longed to see the world
To see the far off places
Lithuania sparked her interest, as did Europe as well as France
Places so far from home, she could just start everything over
Everything could change, all her worry's would be forgotten
She could finally know the meaning of peace
No more chaos, no more lies
learning several languages so she knew she had her options
If she ever needs a quick getaway it can easily be achieved
Once shes old enough shell leave and never look back
forgetting about her hometown
The desolate place where she grew up.
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