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Noah Martin May 2016
I'm not sure what they said
what is done really messes with my head
Communicating with butterflies always ends with them in your stomach
then we age and wonder why we're aneamic

just say yes or no
there is no pain in rejecting a question
there is only pain in a lack of communication
as messing with the senses creates an awful sensation
so just stop ******* around
and say what you mean

Anxiety, depression, migraines, mysteria
they never make much sense
now i know this isn't in your criteria
but just be honest
be blunt
it will end all pain
I may be ambitious
you may be delicious
but miscommunication is disatrious
Noah Martin May 2016
Now days, they were better, I slept even deader
I woke up when everyone left
Didn’t feel a touch, not for over a year
From anyone outside of my own head
Please let me know if this is even a life
Is it something else?
Dying just a little let’s meet in the future
Or maybe you won’t, I’m boring you don’t
I’m sad you’re magical, he think’s your beautiful
I think you’re beautiful too

Get up, get out, be social
I really had to force myself to go
Come on, get up, because it’ll be alright
My veins pump with adrenaline
When I talk to the ones I admire
It might be someone older
Someone about to leave

Now would you stay, right here?
Your velocity is too high and I can’t keep up
I don’t know you too well, and we don’t have much time
I want to hang around, I make an awful sound, some eyeliner lines on the shade
I don’t care for your mistakes, or the capsules you ate
We all have a problem, that’s why we’re here
We all want to smite the negative parasites and ignite the frozen hearts
You’re not perfect, and neither am I
So I’d like to get to know you, before I have to say goodbye

This school is no longer black and white
Why? Because you’re all colorful
Way more colorful than the kids who has a drunk problem purely because it looks cool
You’re singing it for the deaf, dancing for the blind
And even though they can’t interpret it they can feel it
You act for the depressed, you play for the addict
You make them forget what problems that have

Now in a month, you’ll leave us, like a phantom in the summer
But before you go, I’d like to meet you
It’s weird to say this, but I’d really like to
I’m weird, you should know that by now
We are the kids from yesterday
I know you can’t stay, so I have one thing left to say
I’d really like to meet you, and even though you can’t stay
Right here, right now, in this bonus stage
I respect you, I desire you, I’d like to meet you. Why? Because every snowflake is different, just like you.
Something I've written for a speech I have to make tomorrow in front of my fellow cast members. Heavily inspired by the song Don't Try by Gerard Way. I cannot fully call this my own work, though everything in this has been thought, said, or relates to my life in the past year, mostly within the past few weeks.

(lots of MCR elements as well)
Noah Martin May 2016
Title: ???

No girl looks twice at boy that leads a simplistic healthy life
One full of care and safety, while still following a passion
No boy looks twice at a girl that leads a simplistic healthy life
One full of care and safety, while still following a passion

How do we end this cycle while still ******* existing?
You're an ignorant idiot and you need to find what's in store
Find your calling, catch up with your passion
Not just stalking behind it eating their dust

You give up? I give up
I give up? You give up
Lets just fight each other and throw away the gun
Never live to wake up and see the gleeming sun
We don't know what to do, so lets go insane
bat-**** crazy, high at a rave party
dying our hair crazy colors and shutting everyone out
this is a song about a young man without a close friend
one that was rejected by all of the rejects still wondering in agony

— The End —