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chloe fleming Jan 2018
I’m sitting in an ordinary coffee shop,
Listening to ordinary people talk **** on their ordinary lives.
How many ordinary men do I have to listen to ***** about their fat wives and their loser kid’s
Before I combust into a million pieces of myself,
I wish I could scream that what you have become is not what you have to stay.
You can still feel hope inside of your heart and spark inside of your soul,
Ignite your flame, feed and grow it.
Nourish the being inside of you telling you to rebel.
Give in to the devil on your shoulder and figure out how to begin again,
Because existence is much more beautiful when it is accompanied by a side of life.
yellow-thoughts Jan 2018
how you ever seen moon shining so bright
that it seem like, it's smiling?

i think it's smiling all the time
but we see it, only the times it's the brightest

because we don't notice the ordinary
..
so don't be ordinary/ normal, be your self..
Gul e Dawoodi Nov 2017
You and I are on the same page
In one way or another, we feel the same
As we see them walking through the corridors with their heads high;
We stand still, deep down our hearts sigh
We look down upon ourselves
feeling like some broken, old decorative pieces, but why?
I wonder if we haven't discovered the universe inside us
Maybe there's so much more than what lies behind;
These cool outfits and daily small talks
Or maybe we really are ordinary, fading in the background
Trying so hard to fit in but still being left out
Aleeza Nov 2017
sometimes
it's better to not be seen
better to hide behind the lights
better to be just another face

but i wonder
if you knew me
would you like me too?
would you like the smile that reached my heart
would you like the way i lit up when it's you here
would you like the way that everything stops for you?

you're used to it
this boy of the stars and the rain and the words
you with a sea of believers behind him
will you really see me?

for i am ordinary
someone you won't know in your lifetime
will i matter the way that you matter to me?

it is however
an honor to be here
to see you even when i'm only part of the thousands that do
to see you where you belong
to know that up there
you can feel every single beat of our hearts
Heavy Hearted Oct 2017
I can cook
I can clean
I can do laundry...

I can draw
I can paint
I can write,

I can play the piano
The gutair
And the harmonica:

I can talk
I can listen
I can learn.
Ryan Hoysan Sep 2017
I want you in all of my life
From the extraordinary
To the extra-ordinary
Just thought of this on the fly and I went with it, nothing to grand.
Aesthete Flower Aug 2017
Writing about him was the only thing that kept me sane. I turned him into metaphors and called him everything from a drug to a hurricane. Now that I am healed, I see my writing made him look so exotic and special, but he wasn't. He was just a boy, a boy who I thought was way more.
Eiram N Jun 2017
She’s not a girl you’d pass by on the street
and spare a second fleeting thought,
Nor living within the glossy magazines you read
whose looks you’ve always greatly sought,
She’s a string in a resounding symphony
a note lost in sweet sound of melody
She’s a dab of paint on the canvas
but she doesn’t apologise—she forms the picture,
She’s a tiny flower plucked from the earth
       but she blooms for all she’s worth.
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