What can I say besides
I'm sorry
I don't look like the other girls
The ones you assure me
Don't compare at all
To my own beauty
The beauty I fail to see
What can I say besides
I'm sorry
My self esteem won't let me believe
I know it's unattractive
My never ending negativity
You say you love me
But I don't see what you see
I wish I was more for you
More for me
And I could say I love you
Back to my own body

they told me that
i am a pessimist
that i should wear
my positive hat
and not think of malice.

i am very sure that
every pessimist
were once an optimist.

they went through
things that made them
lose hope
and lose their courage
to bravely trust and believe
again.

from the tiniest bit of betrayal
to the biggest act of treason.

i believe no one is born a pessimist.
they were all once, optimists.

hope may be a superficial belief
but it's not as fake as you think it is.

NEGATIVITY is a part of your life
But can you consider losing it this time
For you are not born to have the highest pride
to prove everyone that everytime we can win this fight

Negativity is what brings you down
But what if it is the apetizer to your meal?
Or the balance equation to your formula?
Can you still accept it ?

Life's negativity
Is what brings you happiness.
Why?
For negativity and failure lets you appreciate positivity and success.

It is made to build foundation
To stand and be proud of our own
Let us view each other's perspectives
For we do not know it is just for our own sake that is given

People live lives in different ways
Choosing their paths
Searching for people who care
Trying to figure out if they still ...ARE
Walking in the past... or...
Finally ready to start
A new life
Finally getting the feeling
Of... Being alive

Nothing was right
And the right thing
Was nowhere to be found
Totally misguided
Messing up things that are
Already messed up
Darkening your own future
And darkening the inner self
Until what's left
Refuses to be found

Cannot even open your eyes
Without letting out
All of the negativity
For you... It would be
**** near pure insanity
Taking a chance
Can't even run from the pieces
That started to undo you
And you forgot
You forgot to take a glance

Losing all the pieces
Day by day by day
Waiting...
For your soul to be taken away
As your dreams are slowly faded
And then you are gone
Gone and totally wasted

-thrx

The following
shall be omitted;

Existential dread,
Fear
      of the past
                  present
                       future,
Lack of sovereignty,
Knowledge of evil,
       (Acknowledgement of such)

I couldn’t care less.
Could care less means
you care
          Thus: caring shall be omitted,

Anxiety,
Boundaries,
General thought,
                 omissions must be made

Please retain intelligence
          and a small capacity for
emotion.

I see the darkness of the clouds,
You see the silver lining;
I see the shadow of the night,
You see the light surrounding

I feel the coldness of the winter,
You're the fireplace beside;
I may seem as icy, but
You're the warmth I try to hide

It has always been "No", but
You keep on insisting "Yes"
Unlike me, you're a ball of hope
For now, just let me rest.

* *

Darkness feels great...grunge is the Feeling of teeth grinding on a steel plate

it still hates and seems to thrive under...like a mean bear in its cold slumber

they ask how high are you?  I say real low...self-esteem is negative zero

steam blows through the nose of the enemy of the hero...which is stellar

enemies pretend to be civilians in red sweaters..killers of all colors

no surprise for the eyes of the blind..for they think deep thoughts and feel deep vibes.

in these's times there is no true winner the good guy is blurred out by the bad guys glimmer...well aren't you chipper? No, I'm bitter

"I'm as salty as a beach in my presidential suite" really? Well I **** it all like bleach

so please get your stain on...and if you take it away I will get my gain on

green light seems right...I call it game on

your all like crooked pictures with their frames off.

One pop to your face will knock your frame off...I will **** everybody..call me Adolf...The stickler...?

What is a joker to a riddler?

the past peel's like old paint stickers

Shadows become thicker...

Water becomes liquor

Girlfriends become strippers.

Darkness engulfs all including the small glimmers

Let the ink draw out the poison
Or does it feel like you're
Willing to lose blood to lose poison?