I lie on the grass
Looking up at the Sky,
I'm asking you questions
The main one is 'Why?'

Why did you make me
With so many faults?
With so many secrets
I need my own vault?

Why did you give life
Then take it away?
Why did you give me
So much pain each day?

Why did you give me
The sorrow I feel?
Awake or asleep
This longing surreal?

I lie on the grass
Looking up at the sky?
I ask you my questions,
The main one being 'Why?'

How to make you understand
That you mean a lot to me
How to show it to you
I don't know

Come on give me your hand
Don't be afraid of me
Warmly, let me hold you
Let me show my love to you

One smile, one glance
It's happiness
No need for many words
No need for rewards

I never met someone like you before
I never thought I would
I never planned to feel like that
I never Imagined, what happened

Maybe there is someone else
Who makes you feel in the same way
Maybe I am one out of many for you
But it is obvious that we're close
Anyway

I don't wanna speculate
Did it already too much
It was a good lesson
Never interpret more in a touch

Sometimes I feel you are trying to say
That you also like me
But I bet I misunderstand
Anyway, give me your hand

Slowly succumbing to the burning tranquility,
My mind dreads on these moments without you.
A dark and cold sensation strikes me with agility,
Turning my burning heart ashen, cold, as fast as you…
                                                                         …ignite it again.

Is this Nirvana? A place avoid of everything but pain and you?
Or do I have monsters inside without which I cannot live?
Without which I cannot be human? What can I do?
Can I only wait and suffer through this calmness and give…
                                                                            …my scars time to heal?

If I died tomorrow, If I died today

What would you do? What would you say?
You speak of me in whispers while cry with a sigh?
Heart wrenching sobbing and wail over my death while my life leaves away?

What would happen if you didn't see me or heard from me ever again?
What was I to you? A lover, enemy, or friend?

Don't forget about me is all I ask
Don't forget me today
As I pass you by, can you see the story unfolding in my eyes?


Love, learn, laugh, and play, and remember life

A lesson we sometimes forget
Hold on to the good memories, cherish loved ones and keep them close or they might be gone from you from now, tomorrow, or worse yet, even today




So what now?

I live, I die
I shriek and cry
Is life worth living?
With words unforgiving?

Why do I feel that
I'll regret what I'm saying
When I text people

Why do I feel like
Every decision is the
Most important one

Why do I still feel
Backed into a corner when
Someone shouts at me

Why do I feel that
Absolute compulsion to
Run away from here

Why is it that I
Just can't seem to make my mind
Function like others'

I no longer question
The way of this world
Not that I would want to anyhow

I no longer ask
Why beggars are scorned and ignored
Even the children younger than me

I no longer ask
About Mermaids and Fairies and Elves
Nor the werewolves and vampires

I no longer ask
Where the sun and the moon came from
Or if the angels live on clouds

I no longer question
The way of this world
Not the questions that matter, at least

Who am I, really?
To tell you the truth, even I don't know
I'm an equestrian poet who takes good pictures
And enjoys a hot cup of tea
But who am I?
A girl who wakes up super early for no reason at all
Or someone who wants to sleep all day
Someone who wants to look perfect but at the same time someone who doesn't care
Why am I such a contradiction?
A caffeine addict who mainly drinks tea or cocoa
Well I guess all I can say is
I'm me

she
he
you
me
they
them

who am i?

Questions
I
Ask
Myself
When
I’m
Unsure

Who I am.

Binary
Binds
Me.
I
Am  
Bound
To
be
Girl.

I am not.