#nah
~for no one in particular, just you~
this red thing, surely very surly,
deserves a poem all its owny,
what you see when you saw it,
& the cat's curiosity got thy better,
gotta check it out for it is
obviously excessively
wordy,
but what could it mean?
and the ear bud always intervenes,
(you-know-who-is-always-eavesdropping)
provides a 'reddy' answer:
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If I Ever Fall in Love
Song by Pentatonix ‧ 2015
The very first time
That I saw your brown eyes
Your lips said hello
And I said hi
I knew right then you were the one
But I was caught up
In physical attraction
But to my satisfaction
Baby you were more than just a phase
And if I ever (ever fall) in love again (again)
I will be sure that the lady is a friend
And if I ever (ever fall) in love so true (true)
I will be sure that the lady's just like you
I swear next time she'll be a friend
If I say that I can be your one and only
Promise that you'll never leave me lonely
I just wanna be the one you need
I just wanna be the one who serves you
Sometime I feel as if I don't deserve you
I cherish every moment that we share
And if I ever (ever fall) in love again (again)
I will be sure that the lady is a friend
And if I ever (ever fall) in love so true (true)
I will be sure that the lady's just like you
Very next time she'll be my friend
Someone who I can believe in
(My friend)
Very next time she'll be my friend
Someone who I can believe in
(My friend)
Very next time she'll be my friend
Someone who I can believe in
Very next time she'll be my friend
And if I ever (ever fall) in love again (again)
I will be sure that the lady is a friend
And if I ever (ever fall) in love so true (true)
I will be sure that the lady's just like you
**and folks,
that's!
what ❤️'s
are all about**
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 4:35 AM UTC
You don’t know what it's like
To try
And try
And try
With no results
You don’t know what it's like
To cry
And cry
And cry
Tears full of salt
You don’t know what it's like
To die
And die
And die
Every second you're alive
You don’t know what it's like
To lie
And lie
And lie
But nothing
Will ever
Ever
Ever
Get better.
Dec 9, 2024
Dec 9, 2024 at 2:33 PM UTC
Imagine Dying
Could not be me nevermore
smh no way
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 1:06 PM UTC
When you don't play basketball,
That is a social downfall,
When you don't play fortnite,
People tell you to play every night,
Why can't I relate,
To my fellow guys who talk about a date,
All they do is talk about fights,
Roast each other without rights,
To whom can say what,
About girls and buts,
I feel bad for some girls,
Who have guys after them in swirls,
I try to be nice to them every moment,
She is a sweet friend,
And even though I have feelings for her too,
I don't want her to be my boo,
Will she start hating me?
Am I showing them too much glee?
Some guys are just nuts,
Others get into ruts,
I don't like how they act,
I am annoyed by both genders sometimes,
But that's not why I am writing these rhymes,
What I want to say is be equal,
And compliment good people.
One more thing...Is it okay to not like watching sports?
Have a semi-racist joke but not be racist?
Read books and do work,
But play games where gamers lurk,
I am white and not cool?
Why do they not believe!
I am Puerto Rican!
I only got semi-popular,
By winning roast battles,
I hate when they boast,
Because it rattles,
I don't want to be friendly.
All I try to be is nice.
But when people annoy me it will suffice,
With hyper and random actions,
Messing around with friend groups and factions.
On myself I need traction,
I wish I could stop,
No I don't want to be on top,
Of the game or fame,
That's mainly fake,
Like the rake,
Plastic cake,
For God sake,
Shutup.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 5:36 PM UTC
And in shadows that pace outside my window,
I"ll illuminate a highlighted map;
brightened with all the roads that separate your lips from mine.
And your hands I can't stop dreaming of.
This world's too **** big, and I don't know if I'll ever see you again.
I don't know if kissing you before you left would've made me feel better or would've broken my petty heart even further.
But not knowing what your lips against mine feels like just might be hurting me the most.
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 8:55 AM UTC
You wrote me off,
so I'll write you on.
You see,
when you leave,
you just provide inspiration.
So in the end just who used who?
It's pretty **** simple,
"I used you."
You probably wished
I would sob away life.
But that's so inhumane,
why run,
when I can fly?
You probably thought,
I'd plead you to stay,
but nah..
to be honest,
I'm feeling really okay.
I don't care about
the things you said,
the things you did,
or the things you tried so hard to hide.
In two years or so,
I won't even remember you're name.
"He did that to me? Oh what a shame."
Now for once,
I'll give you what you want,
and this time you can't complain.
I'll write you into this poem,
and soon enough you'll have fame.
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:18 PM UTC