#prettyboy
He makes me feel special,
Like my body to him is art.
Pretty boy
Doesn’t see stretch marks;
Pretty boy
Sees Tiger, he sees wild and natural.
He sees magic in me.
He craves me.
Pretty boy
Tells me things I’ve heard before.
I’ve held onto those words before,
But it was never like this.
My body inhales his sentences and turns them into lightning,
Illuminating every cell in my body as if I’m the Sun herself.
Pretty boy,
You gave light to my soul.
You’ve helped me become whole.
Pretty boy
Says I shouldn’t be insecure;
He spun my insecurities into gold
And gave me a crown.
Pretty boy
Says my smile is pretty.
Pretty boy
Says I’m pretty so many times
I’m almost starting to believe it.
Pretty boy
Wants me.
But
I can’t tell him I want him back.
Pretty boy understands how I feel.
Pretty boy
Isn’t like the others.
Pretty boy
Is soft as silk,
He’s gentle like running water,
And his smile makes the Moon rise
Every night to witness it.
Pretty boy
Doesn’t like smiling;
Pretty boy thinks he’s ugly.
Pretty boy,
You’re pretty.
Pretty boy
Likes cigarettes and alt music.
Pretty boy
Likes guitars.
Pretty boy is artistic;
He makes music and the notes fall in love
With him.
Pretty boy
Is special.
Pretty boy
Doesn’t know it yet.
But,
Pretty boy does know I secretly want him too.
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 1:28 PM UTC
You gave me all the pretty words
that I needed to hear,
But they weren't from you
from which I wanted to hear.
I fell into your carefully laid trap,
I fell into the routine - The routine that I needed
Those god **** words that I craved from the
very bottom of my soul,
You took advantage of my vulnerable mind,
And twisted it to what you wanted.
Who was I to believe that you had changed,
You led me to make some bad decisions,
that in the moment I didnt regret,
But now, now I do.
You were nothing but a pretty face that fed
me Lies,
Lies that never had any truth behind them.
You gave me all the pretty words
that I needed to hear,
But they weren't from you
from which I wanted to hear.
Jul 5, 2023
Jul 5, 2023 at 10:13 AM UTC
Take me to your doll house
Let me see your shelves
What is in your drawer
What will you not tell?
I wish to see the tattered
the broken and the flawed
I wish to be your keeper
Let me through your walls
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
no matter how many times my boyfriend or mother tells me im beautiful or cute,
the mirror is which i look at myself in says otherwise.
ive heard that, people perceive you differently than you perceive yourself.
that if you ever saw a clone of yourself, you wouldn't recognize them as being you.
but i am still unworthy of praise, or anything of the sort.
everyone lies
everyone deceives
everyone lies
lies
lies
lies
lieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslies
Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 1:21 PM UTC
Those eyes
Those ****** eyes
As much as I hate to admit
They give me butterflies
If I could
I would want you to stop existing
I am feeling all these emotions
But I swear I'm resisting
You're not even the last thing I want
Not someone I would trust
I have to stop thinking
I know that I must
Isn't it crazy?
To fall for someone who looks like a heartbreak
But you make me want you
My mind goes numb, my hands shake
I guess it's okay
To think about you sometimes
Just to make myself satisfied
I tell my heart all these lies
I can see it in your eyes
The wilderness speaking for itself
The assurance that you can get anything
Like a game, without any help
I really want you to know
Not everyone is easy to buy
I don't care how pretty you are
If behind my smile, you can't hear me cry
You're fire –a beautiful fire
And I'm not ready to burn
I am more than what you see
But I notice, it's none of your concern
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 1:23 PM UTC
pretty boy get off the stage
the show is over
it's been done and played
take off that mask and be yourself
and stop trying to be like everybody else
nobody is waiting for an encore
so why are you?
step out of character and be the you we all desire
why are you refusing?
because the stage is comfortable?
well, pretty boy, the world is not a stage
the world is streets and aisles where the acting doesn't count
nobody wants to be around a facade
people want genuine emotions and reactions
and the character you chose is not you
so pretty boy its time
take off the costume
and step into your own shoes
don't let how you think you need to be seen
decide how you act
go with your instinct
and pretty boy just be you
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 11:52 PM UTC
You called me Gorgeous
like it meant something to you.
I needed a pick-me-up,
and you were it…
apparently.
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 4:01 PM UTC
i fell in love with a boy with dark blonde hair and the most beautiful blue green eyes ive ever seen in my life
his smile is so bright that i swear he is a star
he is the sun in my galaxy
his laugh is as warm homemade chicken noodle soup;
so comforting, so nice you could cry
maybe it's a stretch to say that i'm in love
with the way he cheers up the people around him,
taking their hands and leading them into a world
where you can feel safe and finally be yourself
instead of wearing fake masks of happiness in order to protect those around you
from the hurricane you house inside
but even years of depression later,
a simple five minutes with him makes me feel immeasurable happiness
what's his secret?
if only jealousy didn't get the best of me
i wonder why i lie in bed,
daydreaming about a boy i wish i could have
but may never have
i wonder why i can never collect the courage
to just grab his hands
or hold his face and kiss him softly
i wonder why i'm so afraid of ruining our friendship and telling him how i really feel
when i so deeply just want to be his love
i wonder what he would say
if i asked him to stay in my life forever?
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 11:53 PM UTC