I'm a control freak with no control--
                      May as well be a mine without coal.

Like an old ghost, I'm only a soul--
                      Body lost a long time ago.

There are so many people who do
and say controversial **** only in order
to gain the public's eye.
Not only on YouTube, take a look at that woman
who goes on Twitter and starts beef
with popular celebrities just so her name is in the news.
Tila Tequila is always posting the most
inappropriate crap, and I'm not talking about **** and *****,
I'm taking about praising ****** and mass genocide with passion.
Look at basically every successful politician
with the power of swaying the masses with
only a few words - I'm pointing at you Donald Trump.
It's ******* disgusting the lengths people can go
to get publicity, because as they say,
any publicity is good publicity, right? Wrong.
It only works because we
highlight it and glorify it,
people take sides and
the only thing left is a divide.
The only way to really stop this kind of
hate-spreading, fear mongering, classlessness
is to stop talking about them.
To completely shut them out.

But I know that's impossible, because
ridiculous as it sounds, there are going to be
people who agree with them, who will
glorify them and put them on pedestals
for being true to their cause.
So then what can we do?? I guess we continue
talking about it... and the loop goes on. 　

Humanity isn't lost, it was never there to begin with.
This is the way of humans, there's always been
the ones like Polandbananas and Tila Tequila and Donald Trump,
and there always will be. But I want to believe
that the number of people with the capacity
to love and begin the change
is greater than the number of people
who are too set in their ways
to be persuade.

You're the kindest person I know
Selfless and strong

Even when things look low
You'll know right from wrong

Don't give up hope
Don't try to belong

Be exactly who you are
Be you or  *die young

You inspire me
To be the girl
Of your dreams

That feeling you get
When your heart
Starts beating again

This is what I wanted--what I want, right?
To be held close with no escape
Tightly in the night?

With the stars desire burning above,
His once tender kisses turn into something rough.
What use to be soft nipping on his part,
Becomes wild, animalistic bites of love.

He tells me to stop fighting
And give in to his touch.
I yield to his voice,
My own lost in the rush
Of my heart beating against my chest,

My soft flesh against his--
This isn't what I wanted,
But you cannot change what already is.

-

and so even after
the sun goes down
and the stars
out shine the moon,
I'll still love you

*I'll still love you

I've never believed in a forever,

A mere fairy tale as old as time.

I never imagined nor pondered the fantasy,

Of wanting someone to cherish for all my life.

Never once until this moment,

Have I lusted after only one thing, for so long.

Never knew of a soul that, to me, called,

Or of a hunger to twist my gut and make me fall.



My morals have become blurry

Old opinions are seeming wrong

My views are drastically changing

All due to my less than graceful fall

I have many favorite poems,
Along with a few poets I admire,
But I find myself wondering lately--
Will it ever be I who inspires?

I want to create my own world,
One full of beauty and hope.
I want people to understand how I view things,
And fall in love with my words.

Inside, my jealousy rages
I do well to keep it in
You whisper Don't hold back from me
But if I didn't, what then?
It'd only cause more arguments,
You'll tire from my useless imagines.
Trust me when I tell you love,
That if you knew every single time
Another woman walked past
I saw myself crouching to attack,
Rip hair from root and gouge pretty blue eyes.
I want- no, need -to end their lie
That I know her beauty is,
In hopes you'll see it too.
I'm just afraid you'll fall prey
To the illusions the pretty woman portrays.
You're ever so smart,
But trust me, they're smart as well
They all went to school on how to walk,
How to smile with their pretty blue eyes,
How to make your heart, beat
And downunder rise
It's a lie though love,
I'm what's really real
So don't look at them, look at me.
*I don't like the way jealousy makes me feel..

i'm not a ****
i'm an introvert
and i say **** a lot

Call me
Pretty, call
Me Beautiful.
I know
You're lying.