#notfittingin
i am surrounded by warm bodies,
but i crave a loving touch.
the world is fast pacing
but i feel like i am stuck.
my stomach isn't doing well, and neither is my brain
my heart just got up from a grave, and oh look- it's falling again.
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC
In that moment we are hopeless.
When we seek attention.
We are devoid of the fact that we'll never be seen.
We'll get to explore the unknown with thoughts that make us sin.
We expose us to gain.
In the end all we get is pain.
We seek attention.
Believing we'll be noticed.
Constantly wanting the fame.
We forget what we wanted to get noticed.
In the end, all respect is lost.
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 3:36 PM UTC
while grabbing my pens
for the upcoming class,
i see that almost all of them
have a missing piece.
that is due to my habit
of chewing on
their plastic shells.
when i see someone
in which hope leads me
knowingly
onto stress
and heartbreak,
its like i wish to
open wide
and grasp my round
and dull teeth
onto a piece of their soul
a piece i truly will never have.
what does it mean to miss
the smell of grass and mildew
among the sunny days of childhood?
where my friends were bark and leaf
and seemed to give so much
a small child could ever wish for?
do i need to be completed?
or am i just
a missing piece
of a bigger mosaic?
Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 2:51 PM UTC