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Lone Wolf Dec 2014
Have you ever been to wonderland?
You tumble down a rabbit hole
Feels like it takes forever to fall
And then you hit the soft ground
There's wonders abound
All waiting to be found
Talking flowers, a friendly door mouse
Would you like some tea?
You can meet a caterpillar
He'll teach you the wonders of mushrooms
Here's a hint, try a nibble
Your head will be up in the clouds
Having a conversation with a mama bird
Who mistakes you for a snake
And you can listen to tales of woo
Of a poor old tortoise
But be careful of the queen!
Oh dear, she's quite mean
Ruling over the ones in her domain
It's wonder how any of them remain
As she frequently calls her executioner
If you're lucky you can travel wonderland for awhile
You might even be able to go peacefully
But if she finds you, be prepared
Because she'll never let you leave
But don't worry my dear, you'll be here with me
We can frolic in the flower gardens
All the while still sipping tea
And we can fall into the mushroom beds
Falling, falling into the mushroom beds
Where I will fall into your arms
And we can be there for a couple hours wondering
Pondering where our clothes have gone
If I really need to spell this out and explain this to you than you're probably too young to be on the internet....
Lone Wolf Dec 2014
Distance makes the heart grow fonder
I used to think, no way was that true
But now I see the wisdom in the words
Because while you were here,
You invaded a few of my thoughts
But now that you're gone
I can't think of a ******* thing but you
And all the feelings I've been through
And I'm pinning all the blame on you
Even though I know, I'm at fault too
It's odd how with all the **** going on now,
How my mind finds moments to dwell on you
There's more important things I need to do
I'm about to be royally *******
And life isn't a big fan of ****
But all I have on my mind
Is a mantra of your name
And flashing images of us
And one little word I swore I'd never say
One feeling I wanted to stay away
That I'm afraid I'll feel for the rest of my days
Of all the things I need to be thinking about... I'm about to be moving out of my house in four months (probably a lot sooner) and all my mind can think about is a ******* boy.
Lone Wolf Dec 2014
Do I have a problem with you? No
I have an issue with that
Better-than-thou attitude
that high horse you're sitting on?
It's really just a ******* on stilts
Either get down here on my level
Or pick me up, take me up there
I'll offer a ride as my fare
Nothing I haven't done before, my dear
And nothing you wouldn't do,
If you was stuck down here
I'm a victim of my circumstances
And you're a victor of yours
Lone Wolf Nov 2014
We don't always get what we want
Life just doesn't work that way,
It's fair in it's unfairness to everyone
Favoring none over the other
Rejecting and damaging us all
In some unique way
We don't always get what we want
People are ******* *******,
We're generally self serving
Generally selfish beings
Trying to take what we want
Without care for what they want
We don't always get what we want
So stop asking me about **** you want done
You want to see my progress I haven't made
But, unfortunately for us all
We don't always get what we want
Lone Wolf Nov 2014
The incessant clock ticking
Is driving me out of my mind
Waiting for that bell to chime
Counting the seconds until 9:39
Knowing it's just one part of the day
A little section of time put away
Wondering why the **** I bothered to get up
Why my breathing refuses to stop
And why, ******* it, does my heart still beat?
It's annoying really, the constant thump-thump
Of blood being pushed through my worthless body
I wish it would all just stop
I'm over this whole living thing
Getting up at 6:30 just to waste away
These long as ****, pointless days
I close my eyes for just a second
Trying to rest my overworked mind
And there's another ******* minion
So called authority figure
Tapping at my ******* shoulder
Won't let me ******* be
They're too blind to see
That I'm already dying.
And starting to rot away
Lone Wolf Nov 2014
She wears black
Traditional mourning colors
So for who does she mourn?
She hasn't lost anyone
Except herself
She mourns lost dreams
She mourns lost hopes
Wishes that never came
Her stolen innocence
She mourns the blood she lost
Flowing red from her wrists
She mourns the breath she can't take
As she hangs from the rope
Her last attempt at learning to cope
Lone Wolf Nov 2014
I thought maybe
For a minute there
After I mentioned that I was now
-after all this time-
Finally eighteen
-which means finally legal-
I think you might've considered
Might've thought about us
About the possibility
And I wanted to tell then you then
-I've always loved you-
But I just nodded
And chuckled a little
And then you just smiled
And mentioned that -now-
Your parents would let me
Stay at your house
Not that I'll pass up the chance to stay at his house... Maybe sometime after one our nights I'll trick myself into thinking he likes me enough to admit that I love him.
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