Different; You heard me, that's what i'll always be. Maybe not to my eyes, but to yours they will see. Different is the word to describe the abnormalities in ones self of individuality. I' am different because your music taste is awful, but who am I to judge ones flavor in artistry. You **** me in and ******* out like a dragons fire. I' am the girl who you never thought you'd heard. Different is what they call me, and in some other terms just a freak in disguise.
Where the heart is; sometimes a familiar place Most of the time has heartbeat and a pair of eyes A room filled with ray of hope; your favorite space Arms that wrap your flaws while you cry
Hands that touches your soul and make you whole Walls that protect you and make you feel safe A fire lit that keeps you warm when you lose control Thine soul who embrace and accept your imperfect shape
Solid foundation that carry your weight of regrets and mistakes An open door where you find the sense of belonging Dim light that brings comfort and stop your aches A warm breathe you will always look forward in the morning
Wherever that person go; it felt like coming home to a being Home isn't a place; it's a feeling
Be nice Live politely Be small. Be small. Be small.
Be sweet Live righteously Be small. Be small. Be small.
I'm here but am I? I love all the street cats. I'm here but you won't see All the ancient souls in me. I'm here but am I? Instead I listened quietly. I'm here but oft forgot, Drain my empathy. I am right here, I am. With borrowed sorrow, I am here, right here, Listening. Listening. Listening.
I'm not good with hello's or goodbyes because when you are someone as invisible as a whisper on the wind as the atoms in our skin or a melody trapped within there's no one waiting to greet you and no one there to leave you
I'm just a cellophane wrapped scream waiting to be heard, waiting to be seen
I heard people say love makes you, no good. but never believed maybe I should. Loving you was like filling a *** with a hole at its bottom. I became the leaf and you become autumn. But now the pain evaporated and my eyes are open. confusion and all illusions are broken. now I know how to walk the right direction. for all my mistakes I have a way to correction. Soon this struggle will give me wings to fly. with a smile, all my tears will dry and from now on I will never cry.