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Scarlet Niamh May 2015
I will never understand the ease with which
People think of themselves rather than others.
They walk over people with a smile on their face
And do not realise just how much they smother.
Felix Garcia Apr 2015
Have you ever loved someone,
who was just oblivious of your existence?
Like a comet passing the eye of a sun,
neither aware nor touched by its gaze.

She was just there,
and I was just here.
She was never meant for me,
else that comet collides into this sun.
arham Apr 2015
I hate to break it to you but,
This isn't just a rut.
Your best friend is a grenade,
Yeah it is a bit clichéd.
But I'm a ticking time bomb,
That's slowly coming undone.

He said he was queer,
You laughed like I wasn't here.
Truth is I'm a little gay,
That's a lie I'm rainbows all the way.
Now if only you knew,
But that'd never cross your view.
Aditi Mar 2015
Effortless it used to be,
now it's a constant strain
You used to be on the same page with me
now i wonder if we are even a part of the same story?

How rude of days and nights to pass completely oblivious of our pain
How audacious of me to think it was you who the stars  told me about


Closest you used to be,
now there is always an unseen barrier in between
I used to be your home once
But now I'm just a noose you cant free yourself from

How rude of me to say "it's been a tough day" for a year now
How thoughtful of you to pretend it's not because of the sweet nothings you have been feeding me


A day dream turned to reality, you were
Now i realised some things can only be loved from a far
I used to wish your hands never leave mine
But now i just wish you happiness, no matter who you choose to share it with

**How rude of stars to be so out of my reach
How tragic of our story that they are closer to me than you'll ever be.
.....But i can't stop loving you
Leigh Mar 2015
Wincing at the light, I deprive myself;
Take in an uneven frame.
With lowered brows and interminable thoughts
I pass it all by,

Float and reflect on the detail
Never seen,
Convinced I experienced it all,
Scratching in the rest;

I tear in the blue sky and smear the
Breaking waves;
I become more an object of scorn as the greens
And greys of the cliff side are marred,

Framed in the corner of an eye.
I have a tendency to get stuck in my head while I'm out. I have trouble switching off and taking everything in. I call myself an observer but miss so much due to an over-active head. This was written about how much I missed the last time I took a long cliff walk near where I live on a nice day not so long ago. I gleaned nothing worthwhile from my absence that day, or any other.

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Victoriae Mar 2015
you're so afraid of getting hurt
that you're hurting everyone else around you
Dominique Torrez Jan 2015
" I love your positive outlook on life. It's like you're never
depressed. Or at least
I wouldn't think so,"  you tell me.
Maybe that's why DeCaprio never won his Oscar;
they're  savin' 'em all for me.
Mercury Chap Jan 2015
It was a gloomy day
When my past was recalled
By my forgetful mind
It was like a riddle solved
As I thought for days
If what was happening was deja vu
Or if it was true in some way
That something happened with me.

I tightly closed my eyes
And pictures started to appear
All the lies
I always hear
Were justified
By the truth told by my mind.

I got lost in my world of happiness:
Past was all it mattered for me
Uncovering all the shelves,
Ensconced in oblivion
Blowing away the layers of dust,
Pulling out the obsidian
Made by vague memories
Of childhood, love and happiness
My heart skipped a beat
As if it was love I found
As love is an euphoric sickness.

All the memories flashed
In front of my forgetful mind
The day I walked between the crowd
With a balloon in my hand,
The day I cried out loud,
And decided not to sit but stand
Without moving, to fulfill my demand
Or else roll down and cry
For a pretty doll I held in hand.

I jumped around nonchalantly,
Without thinking about future
I long to live in the now
Because somehow
Our thoughts are limited
To think more about life
And not about now.

I opened the windows
To let the past's golden ray
Come in and stay
To remind me what I forgot.

I forgot my childhood
But it's not too late
I should
Open my eyes
And look at the beauty of life
Through my younger soul's vision
Because it's time I should know
That beauty is in the eyes of a child
And that being oblivious to gloomy facts
Makes life more magical and less wild.
rey Jan 2015
standing between us is a one way mirror
i'm one of the observants
and you're an innocent child who doesn't know anything
Insert name here Nov 2014
I try to fit in, try to be what people want me to be
Smile and laugh, telling everyone I'm happy
What they don't see, makes me think they're bind
How could someone think that I would be fine
I'm not happy, I'm sad and alone, trying to face the world on my own
I can't be myself around anyone I see
They'll never know the person I want to be
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