Do you have that one person
Whom you trust more than yourself
Mostly because they don't let you
make those ******* decisions
That you'll make later on anyway
But at least they try
That one person
Who is referred to in Grey's Anatomy
As "my person"
That one person who may not be
On your friend list on Facebook
But is closer to you than any of
those 1220 unknown people
who's pictures you like
I hope you have that person in your life
For no matter what trouble you're in
No matter how stressed or angry or depressed you are
They take equal share in those emotions
And even help you out of it
To those who may not have that person
I hope you find them
The term soulmates are romanticized
for no rhyme or reason
That should be for you to decide
Not society
So,
If you hadn't thought of this before
Do you know now at least
Who could be your person?

Yet another day
Has gone by
And once again
Like always
There's no progress
Each day, I die a few times
Only to re spawn in the same place
The same horrible place
Dark and dusty
Cold and gloomy
With enemies all around
And friends that only watch out
For themselves
I wish I was
Better at this
I give it another shot
Every ******* day
And just when I get close
My fears crawl in again
I go to bed each night
With the thought of giving up
How I try again next morning
Is still a mystery
Tomorrow's my last shot
I will try one last time
And if I fail
I think even I'm smart enough
To understand a sign
From a higher power
That's probably telling me
To move on
To something new
Why are video games so hard?
I just can't seem to win
-Sigh-

I'm just a simple person, just like the rest
Well, not entirely simple, but nonetheless
It's like society and the media just say what they want
To create new forms of discriminations, that will forever haunt
As if the already existing ones weren't bad enough
They must make sure that you feel flawed,
and make your life tough
I'm just another person; I removed the word simple
People nowadays even get trashed for having a dimple
"HA, it's just a deformity on your face!"
Well, I hope you trip and fall on your own shoelace :)
I'm just another person, with a not-so-great vision
I need glasses, so that I don't squint at the television
It makes my life easier, but the media has made it tough
Their influences and the consequential societal mentality,
has made my childhood rough
Beauty is said to be in the eyes of the beholder
Yet friendship is considered beauty,
when it gives you a shoulder
To cry on, is what I meant
Not literally
I mean it could
Just didn't want to be misunderstood
Why are glasses objectified,
like in The Princess Diaries
Is it not considered dignified
to not want your eyes to get all fiery?
Trust me, I'm just another person;
who needs the help of glasses
Media's interpretation has ruined this too,
to profit their theatrical farces
This is not an appraisal piece
for the object that makes us see well
This is a shoutout to those,
who feel pressurized by this societal shell
To define beauty may be complex,
but it should not be controlled by someone's interest
You're beautiful the way you are,
to have you the world is truly blessed

A while ago, when I woke up one day
All the colors had vanished,
everything was Grey

I didn't understand at first
I panicked a lot
I thought I was cursed

But part of me knew
A part deep inside
This was my cue

This wasn't death
I knew for one
This was worse

Whatever death is
Irrespective of how
It is shown

This was way worse
This was the worst
Than death itself
I can't say for sure

But I'm sure death is peaceful
Or so I have heard
From people who haven't ever died
Surprising

The feeling of heartbreak
Takes away all joy
And all colors

There's no peace
Only one thought
"why?"

It's a couple minutes before I bite the dust
And I know that's a fact, it's my gut that I trust
While a lifetime of memories flash by me
I'm a little excited as to what is next to see
But I'm saddened as well, as there were many things
That I had promised myself I would do
And back then, I knew,
That I was just lying
And now, I have a few moments to repent,
In my time of dying

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A loved one once told me something
It took me a while to figure out
It wasn't a riddle or anything
I was just a child then,
Who only knew how to pout
;
I won't repeat the phrase
But I'll share what I have learned
Or at least what I think I have
;
You may have heard the age old saying:
"You only realize the worth of something after you've lost it"
The excitement of having something new in your life
Only lasts till the day you know it's not going to leave
;
But you think that it's not going to leave
For it has been with you for so long
For when it does leave, and it will someday
Don't expect to get it back with a heartbroken song
;
It is normal to not have a control over ourselves
Though I'm not saying that it's a good thing
You can't expect them to be only loyal to you
When you just call them a summer fling
;
You want what you want
But you must try to understand
That you won't always get what you want
;
I'm not saying giving up is the only option
But there are certain things
Over which time has run its course
And maturity lies
In understanding you can't get it by force
;
So give up on that endeavor
And choose a new passion
That can replace the negative energy
With a positive one
The hurt that you are feeling
On what you have lost
Can be directed to build your goals
But for that, you must prioritize at all costs
;
Try to get over the past
And as tough as it sounds
Try to work on your strengths
And never ignore those who stick around
;
When you've made a mistake
Have the courage to ask
For forgiveness from who you have hurt
Asking for forgiveness is the end of your task
Whether you truly mean it or not
Will only tell you
What kind of person you are
;
If you're lucky to get
A second or a third,
Or an umpteenth chance
Don't mess it up, please don't mess it up
;
And if you don't
Then maybe it's for the good
Or the bad
I really don't know
I'd give a biased answer
Because it would be on the experiences I have had
;
Stop taking things for granted
Be excited for what you love, as though it is new
You can't have everything in life, because
You can't have the cake and eat it too
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An old and wise fellow once said,
"Don't trust the trees, but pray to its root"
We thought the man had lost his head
But in his his defense, he was hanging from a tree in a parachute
The tree had no pity, and I can tell you why
For it was poisonous, and the man soon died
The tree then looked at us, and said: "Don't be shy"
Was I dreaming? My friend bellowed: "RUN AND HIDE!"
Things around us were just an illusion
Yet the fear in me seemed too **** real
So we came to this abrupt conclusion
That maybe we didn't know how to feel
I looked above me into the vast, blue sky
But it had started to melt down on us because the sun was so bright
So I jumped into the lake, an in attempt to fly
My friend stayed back; he wanted to put up a fight
I had reached a place which had no concept of time
The sheep whizzed past, while the llamas crawled like snakes
My head hurt; I really craved some lime
So I went to the lighthouse to get a few milkshakes
An object or a person
Can be somewhat judged from their exterior
But all that glitters is not always gold
Don't mingle with those who make you feel inferior
There may be moments when you may feel
That you're the unluckiest of the lot
But to think and brood is no way to heal
You won't know your worth until you give a shot
You may choose to live in places that are close
To friends and family, or people you feel safe around
But they will get annoyed if you're constantly under their nose
While trying to please others, don't forget your own hearts sound
It's normal when things in life just don't make any sense
So just sit and admire the snowdrops and rainflakes
Relax, and breathe; try not to get tense
Take a time out from life; go grab some milkshakes