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Verse1 I did a juice cleanse the week you went cold Felt holy, felt haunted, felt thirty-three years old Kept waiting for hunger but all I felt was rage Posted poems about birds while I rotted offstage Lit sage in the kitchen, wore pearls in the bath Pretended that healing could change what we had Went dancing on rooftops, then puked in the sink, then stared in the mirror and tried not to think. Pre-chorus1 They’ll say I was crazy, dramatic, obsessed But they didn’t see what you did in that text Chorus1: I would’ve stayed through the plot twists and power cuts Learned your silence, memorized your worst months Now I sleep like a crime scene, replaying the call Where you almost said “love you,” then said nothing at all You said, “Don’t write about me”—I already did In lipstick and blood and the back of my ribs You were never safe, but you felt like home And I’d still pick the lock if I thought you were alone Verse2 He said, “Don’t cry,” as he pulled off my shirt And I laughed like that wasn’t the worst part He said, “You like it when I ruin things” I said, “Only because you started with me.” I knew it was bad when I liked how you lie How your mouth made disasters sound holy and high You said I romanticize pain till it purrs I said, “You keep calling it love like it’s yours” Prechorus2 You said I’m intense—like it wasn’t projection Like I didn’t watch you detonate every connection Bridge You said you were broken, so I stayed and I sewed You said you were scared, so I softened my glow We were talking about movies, then death, then dreams Then you said, “I think love just isn’t for me” You told me I’m bright, then dimmed all the lights Called me your mirror, then shattered the rights Said I was heaven, then sent me to hell And I still wrote it sweet just so you’d wish me well Carved out your echo in bathroom tile Kept praying you’d miss me, then smiled for a while Still set all the clocks to your birthday at three, Then swallowed a wish I forgot was for me. CHORUS (FINAL) I would’ve stayed through the fallout and frostbite Sat through your silence like that made it right Now I sleep like a witness, replaying the call Where you almost said “love you,” then said nothing at all You said, “Don’t write about me”—but look what you did You live in the margins, the bloodstream, the script You were never safe, but you felt like home And I’d still pick the lock Even knowing you're gone Outro I did a juice cleanse And you never came back. I never got better, but I glow like I have.
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Apr 6, 2025
Apr 6, 2025 at 8:06 AM UTC
I Did a Juice Cleanse (and Rotted Offstage)
Verse1 I did a juice cleanse the week you went cold Felt holy, felt haunted, felt thirty-three years old Kept waiting for hunger but all I felt was rage Posted poems about birds while I rotted offstage Lit sage in the kitchen, wore pearls in the bath Pretended that healing could change what we had Went dancing on rooftops, then puked in the sink, then stared in the mirror and tried not to think. Pre-chorus1 They’ll say I was crazy, dramatic, obsessed But they didn’t see what you did in that text Chorus1: I would’ve stayed through the plot twists and power cuts Learned your silence, memorized your worst months Now I sleep like a crime scene, replaying the call Where you almost said “love you,” then said nothing at all You said, “Don’t write about me”—I already did In lipstick and blood and the back of my ribs You were never safe, but you felt like home And I’d still pick the lock if I thought you were alone Verse2 He said, “Don’t cry,” as he pulled off my shirt And I laughed like that wasn’t the worst part He said, “You like it when I ruin things” I said, “Only because you started with me.” I knew it was bad when I liked how you lie How your mouth made disasters sound holy and high You said I romanticize pain till it purrs I said, “You keep calling it love like it’s yours” Prechorus2 You said I’m intense—like it wasn’t projection Like I didn’t watch you detonate every connection Bridge You said you were broken, so I stayed and I sewed You said you were scared, so I softened my glow We were talking about movies, then death, then dreams Then you said, “I think love just isn’t for me” You told me I’m bright, then dimmed all the lights Called me your mirror, then shattered the rights Said I was heaven, then sent me to hell And I still wrote it sweet just so you’d wish me well Carved out your echo in bathroom tile Kept praying you’d miss me, then smiled for a while Still set all the clocks to your birthday at three, Then swallowed a wish I forgot was for me. CHORUS (FINAL) I would’ve stayed through the fallout and frostbite Sat through your silence like that made it right Now I sleep like a witness, replaying the call Where you almost said “love you,” then said nothing at all You said, “Don’t write about me”—but look what you did You live in the margins, the bloodstream, the script You were never safe, but you felt like home And I’d still pick the lock Even knowing you're gone Outro I did a juice cleanse And you never came back. I never got better, but I glow like I have.
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Two times of the day Two different realities As I am awake the reality is good As I sleep the reality is terrifying Yin and yang Sin and virtues Evil v. good As I see the evil As I see the sinful As I see the yin I sea the worst of humanity Human experiments Torture And bigotry These are not just a reality These are prophecies of What will happen If we don't learn for our past A lesson that means the future Of man kind As I wake I see the good in humanity The good The virtue And the yang The kindness and caring Never more Never more Never more What will become of .... Us Will we live on and learn our lessons Or will we learn the heard way again The thought Of racism Homophobia And sexism Will These **** us For DNA don't mean **** Religion is a philosophy And gender is mind set! So why the **** are we at Each others throats Never more Never more quoth the girl Never more As we fight we become zombies Slaves to our hate Slaves to insanity What will become of be of late Sin Yin Evil...... Never more Quoth the girl Never more..... Good Virtue Yang And life These are the things we need To obsess about Not the negative! Never more Quoth the girl Never more Never more Can we forget the past Or will we risk reliving it!
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Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 9:36 PM UTC
Nightmares
**** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria You are not the main projects Of the creator sorry to say But I ******* hate you Though you make good reading material Still I say proudly **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria As I will clean not just for money I clean to give you a up yours You little thinks Are just thoughts As I am coming for you every Wednesday Your existence is unacceptable But your beauty is acceptable That I still have to say **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria As I hated you for the longest of Times and times again This is my angry song This is I cannot give blood song But **** I am still living You comb mfers Can't destroy me So I say in anger As I spray in your face **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria As I despies you As I spy my favourite book In my usual nook I sound like a loud mouthed shuck But this has to be Said **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria I will live my ******* life Weather you ******* will like it or not You will not last long with me I am the mother ******* lemon And I eat them too! Watch out **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria **** you germs **** you viruses **** you bacteria Why don't you have a lemonade Instead of haterade!
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Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 9:36 PM UTC
Germ song
Miss me did you Miss me do you Think about the things that Are going through My mind too You All the kisses and conversations Wel will have together as we Enjoy the music, tv, or movie What shall we talk about When you come When you come This heart needs home improvement This head needs home improvement I wish I cool have Room for you But my exes are Living in my head rent free The must be trainable But that I cannot say freely Miss me did you Miss me do you To think that you were Just a typical guy, boy! I was ******* wrong To thing that you were into sports Only to see you are a misfit Like me Please be you for ***** sake I am being me for ***** sake Do not  conform Do not conform As this is how they will get you As I think of you my heart swelled And my head inflated to the air off you At the thought of kissing you Slightly passionately As I never made a guy like you Tattoos Piercings Don't ***** me over As I had be hurt But I am not Albert Einstein So treat me gently for I am a diamond not a hot star I am a diamond not a hot star I am a diamond not a star I this night sky Why should you be a star when you Can be a diamond in the sky but We are still there when the sun Shines how I pine for your love Miss me did you Miss me do you Miss me did you Miss me do you
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Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 9:35 PM UTC
Miss me
This I say that I must be Hallucinating when I see you At the library looking at me Wanting to date me But do you know I hate flirting Though is not late , to say “yes” To a punk rocker who is intelligent To a punk rocker who is a eloquent But I must be sure that you like **** bill Movies as we grove to the music This is what I want to say As you look at me Is a dead “yes” To your question As the leaves are Falling But I am falling in love with you Before our first date ; I hate to admit This but I do ; love your Mohawk In makes you looking unique Unique New York as I see you But then as I was going to give you my Number the librarian shushed me I guess I have check the book out Before I can check your personality Out on our autumn date As the leaves are falling I am play ball But this my question to you Will you except a nerdy non-binary like me Or will you worry I am only human  bea But you can be humane To my heart And so ends the story of the first encounter With the 5th kind ever happened Wanna know more about our date please wait until The next song!
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Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 9:31 PM UTC
Questions
and when i see you with your new love as i pass by the smile and the laugh of a man that was once mine maybe that's just how all of this is supposed to be I think of our life and how special our love was I worry no time can heal the loss of what was once ours I just pray to god that you won't forget about me.
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Aug 26, 2024
Aug 26, 2024 at 11:10 AM UTC
Song pt 2
why does it seem as if everyone has left me? my hands quiver as i verbalize these thoughts and the sweat from my palms dampens the page -- my vulnerability has become difficult to manage, despite my mind's intent to remain good-willed and my heart's discontent with the language misunderstood friendship does not require ideological consistency, and to believe otherwise is a detriment to the love we are fortunate enough to experience in this life; intellectual supremacy equates to the patronizing rhetoric embedded within the elitism of the morally superior -- your grim clouds turn our progressivism dull i will say what i need to retain a friend, but the judgment within is a grudge untouched, a ghastly bruise that never seems to mend -- you do not get to determine the language i speak, the words i weep, or the healing i seek when a bond so potent is forgotten so easily to question my morality is to question my identity, and those who know are the ones to see me grow as i flourish from the bounds of these restrictions and inch my way upright, stronger than before, disallowing my words to be misconstrued, a prohibition of the trauma i continue to elude a Leo is loyal like the lioness of a pride, gnawing at the flesh of the ones who betray -- grudges maintained in the chill of the winter, a midnight breeze toppled an unchanged core -- it is not a star, this dim light retreating above, merely the fading memory of our platonic love.
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Oct 12, 2023
Oct 12, 2023 at 2:12 PM UTC
Platonic love.
Strum me like a string with the coarse tune of your laughter, embrace me like the quill that you use to write with a paper. as I lie awake; reminiscing the times we've had together, a ticking time slowly pacing from one way to another; a kiss from the wind; leaving one's heart lost in constant blunder.
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Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 10:11 PM UTC
a song about you
Are you blind? Can you not see? I do this **** without a thought I do this **** so effort Less - ly Like an old man sittin in his rockin chair Sippin on some green - tea Like I'm speedin down The highway just free to be - me Can you not see? Writings like an ***** and it functions like a heart - beat Boom boom - strap your ***** in and find a comfy *** - seat Boom boom - my writings all be formin when I'm walkin down the **** street Boom boom - Ima be lol'in as my fans line up - boom boom - for a meet n greet. Do you finally - see? Its like a mean grean hulkish transformation Ima straight beast. I be smashing competition like Michael Jordan - its a straight feast. Hulk smash! Its a fine treat. I be swishing all my buckets as they All be kissin my - feet It all comes without a thought and Comes very natural- ly like a virus - coursing through my veins like a musical dis - sease Ima sneeze... Achoo! And pass it onto others - as much as I - please. ***** freeze! Ima infect the world with my Musical. - ****** Now that I've laid my piece While sippin on some green tea While ridin so free I hope you finally - see - Ima straight beast. Peace! 😂
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Oct 25, 2020
Oct 25, 2020 at 3:03 PM UTC
My Hand At Rappin
Work the bread and the butter to the bone, Let it penetrate your pores, Become your very blood, A part of your soul, Emerge a hero of your own. Because if you’re not then who? Who, Who, Who, who will be your own? A true part of your heart. Work the bread and butter to the bone, Be the magic you speak of so, Have it become your flesh and core, The vital part of your all, Emerge victorious on your own. Because if you’re not then who? Who, Who, Who, who will be your own but you, Who will be the fuel but you, Who will have the power but you? Don’t lie to the single being who is a must for you to have a life, for you to have it all, Emerge a… Emerge vic.. Emerge a… Emerge vic… You know thyself too well to lie.
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Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC
Bread and butter.
There I was, Standing there On the empty corner street I gave you love, But you went and through it all away I've had enough, I'm out of luck Ever since the day I heard you leave I gave you trust, But you said it wasn't good enough for me Now I know, You're not the one for me But here I am standing at the corner of Franklin Ave I won't take long, I don;t have too much to say I gave you love, I gave you trust So, Why'd you have to go and throw it all away It's over now, But please don't walk away I'm out of luck, I gave you love Was it not good enough, I gave you trust Where'd you draw the line It's over now, but baby you could stay Just please don't walk away
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Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
Corner Street Blues
We’re all a little lost until we lose ourselves And we’re a little nervous. Until we have something to be nervous about. And we’re all a little numb. Too afraid to feel. And we’re all a little nervous. Until we have something to be nervous about. Up goes the shield. And on spins the wheel And spins goes the wheel. This is something we have to feel So up goes my shield
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Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
Shields
Self destructive, the way I always lived can't take care of myself I need somebody else I'm not proud of the things I've done I get drunk and I get stuck on having fun its a curse and I'm sure I do it all to avoid all the noise and how much I fall but you believe in me and its not at all hard to see you are something else you help me build a better version of myself baby you made me, baby you saved me I appreciate you, and all the little things you make sure I do have no idea what you saw in me you help me see who I'm meant to be so I'll roll the dice, put my drink on ice pretend I'm not a wreck I get myself together, I'm not out of the game yet Here we are it's pouring rain I wait with baited breath And fight the urge to choreograph my delightful dance of death hesitant to play again because I always lose but I cannot say no to you so tell me, what's the use? but you believe in me and its not at all hard to see you are something else you help me build a better version of myself baby you made me, baby you saved me I appreciate you, and all the little things you make sure I do have no idea what you saw in me you help me see who I'm meant to be so I'll roll the dice, put my drink on ice pretend I'm not a wreck I get myself together, I'm not out of the game yet tell me, are you a gamblin' man? or prudent with your bets do you crown the middle ground repay all your debts maybe we could take the risk 50/50 go all in because all I've ever wanted is to someday, finally win but you believe in me and its not at all hard to see you are something else you help me build a better version of myself baby you made me, baby you saved me I appreciate you, and all the little things you make sure I do have no idea what you saw in me you help me see who I'm meant to be so I'll roll the dice, put my drink on ice pretend I'm not a wreck I get myself together, I'm not out of the game yet
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 8:02 PM UTC
double down
Self destructive, the way I always lived can't take care of myself I need somebody else I'm not proud of the things I've done I get drunk and I get stuck on having fun its a curse and I'm sure I do it all to avoid all the noise and how much I fall but you believe in me and its not at all hard to see you are something else you help me build a better version of myself baby you made me, baby you saved me I appreciate you, and all the little things you make sure I do have no idea what you saw in me you help me see who I'm meant to be so I'll roll the dice, put my drink on ice pretend I'm not a wreck I get myself together, I'm not out of the game yet Here we are it's pouring rain I wait with baited breath And fight the urge to choreograph my delightful dance of death hesitant to play again because I always lose but I cannot say no to you so tell me, what's the use? but you believe in me and its not at all hard to see you are something else you help me build a better version of myself baby you made me, baby you saved me I appreciate you, and all the little things you make sure I do have no idea what you saw in me you help me see who I'm meant to be so I'll roll the dice, put my drink on ice pretend I'm not a wreck I get myself together, I'm not out of the game yet tell me, are you a gamblin' man? or prudent with your bets do you crown the middle ground repay all your debts maybe we could take the risk 50/50 go all in because all I've ever wanted is to someday, finally win but you believe in me and its not at all hard to see you are something else you help me build a better version of myself baby you made me, baby you saved me I appreciate you, and all the little things you make sure I do have no idea what you saw in me you help me see who I'm meant to be so I'll roll the dice, put my drink on ice pretend I'm not a wreck I get myself together, I'm not out of the game yet
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Safe and sound, boundless and ageless Locked up in a cage, shackled and ageless. Nit-picky fury, is the lash someone else’s or your own? Words with no meaning, no colour, no sound Words in a bottle in the ocean in the hope of being found. It’s just life, those things we say and do to survive To manage To Cry It’s just life, the catastrophe, the identity, to survive To Crave To desire. In consequence, how the story eventually ends Long may the road be, savouring each detail along the edges. Eager to please, you do as you prefer—as you wish. Maddening is the cruelty, how a warrior should lack frailty As if the Greek gods did not provide mistakes of their own. It’s just life, those things we say and do to survive To manage To Cry It’s just life, the catastrophe, the identity, to survive To Crave To desire. It’s just life, those things we say and do to survive To manage To Cry It’s just life, the catastrophe, the identity, to survive To Crave To desire. You’ll manage though you’ll cry You’ll crave love, you’ll desire.
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Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 7:40 PM UTC
Life
We’re too easy, aren’t we, too complicated, aren’t we? Life is a disorganised show, aspire to it enjoy as it progresses as a circle, round and round. You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. We’re obsessed, how troublesome, we’re the “best”, how troublesome. I’ll die at the end of each night, to be reborn As a saviour as an executioner—life’s too kind. You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. You’ll have to understand, as I’ve by misunderstanding You can find something beautiful even if you do not comprehend it. You’ll have to understand, as I’ve by misunderstanding Your perfection is not the only beauty on earth. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? We have to fight our own battles, battle our wars, being a child was so beautiful. We have to fight, but not ourselves.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC
Complicated.
Years before, he was just some happy kid That used to smile, showing his precious white teeth Sold his smile to the depression, precocious as it is Now, here is where his depressive story begins “I don’t wanna breathe…” That’s what he told me The more he said it, the more I wished it were just a dream Even though I knew it, I knew he was saying the truth I just couldn’t believe him, that was being too crude Numbness in a world full of black and white No colors, no happiness in his sight Don’t you see it? Don’t you see it in his dead eyes? He figured out he could never feel alright He was the one who wished to be erased So he would’ve never been born to be a disgrace For him dying maybe meant going to a better place Guess what? He desired being victim of a coup de grace (Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane) As he wrote the letter, he started to cry “Don’t you worry”, he said, “it’s only your life” Ended his letter, he grabbed his knife Cut himself in his arm, writing “Goodbye” Prepared everything before night came by He took the rope and hung it real tight He stood on the chair and looked up at the moon Thought about everything his mind had already consumed As he did this he was going out of the path Just blinded by this uncontrollable internal wrath Crying he is now taking his last breath But he knows shortly he will finally be dead As he kicks the chair he knows, now there’s no escape But in his mind he has escaped from this **** race “Now I won’t worry about being a waste of space” And as he thought that, he had a smile on his face (Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane) Some hours later we burst open the door We saw something hanging, looking down to the floor His hands, from his nails wouldn’t stop pouring blood How can we forget about everything we just saw? As I opened the letter I started reading it with care “If you read this, most probably I’ll be already dead Thank you for everything, thank you because you cared Now there’s no reason to be sad… Farewell”
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 7:04 PM UTC
Farewell
Years before, he was just some happy kid That used to smile, showing his precious white teeth Sold his smile to the depression, precocious as it is Now, here is where his depressive story begins “I don’t wanna breathe…” That’s what he told me The more he said it, the more I wished it were just a dream Even though I knew it, I knew he was saying the truth I just couldn’t believe him, that was being too crude Numbness in a world full of black and white No colors, no happiness in his sight Don’t you see it? Don’t you see it in his dead eyes? He figured out he could never feel alright He was the one who wished to be erased So he would’ve never been born to be a disgrace For him dying maybe meant going to a better place Guess what? He desired being victim of a coup de grace (Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane) As he wrote the letter, he started to cry “Don’t you worry”, he said, “it’s only your life” Ended his letter, he grabbed his knife Cut himself in his arm, writing “Goodbye” Prepared everything before night came by He took the rope and hung it real tight He stood on the chair and looked up at the moon Thought about everything his mind had already consumed As he did this he was going out of the path Just blinded by this uncontrollable internal wrath Crying he is now taking his last breath But he knows shortly he will finally be dead As he kicks the chair he knows, now there’s no escape But in his mind he has escaped from this **** race “Now I won’t worry about being a waste of space” And as he thought that, he had a smile on his face (Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane Feeling empty of happiness, at the same time full of hate Even though he was alive, he thought of himself as dead weight Even with a sunshine, all he saw and felt was rain Everyone, and everything were being his life’s bane) Some hours later we burst open the door We saw something hanging, looking down to the floor His hands, from his nails wouldn’t stop pouring blood How can we forget about everything we just saw? As I opened the letter I started reading it with care “If you read this, most probably I’ll be already dead Thank you for everything, thank you because you cared Now there’s no reason to be sad… Farewell”
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Coffee, to be able to wake up Pills so I can sleep Cigarettes for the brutal anxiety Alcohol for “fun”. No, No, No, No, I only love you These things are but ******* Our mouth a telephone Our view of the world moving pictures Our reason a radio Our mother, our father a CPU. No, No, No, No, I only love you No, No, No, No, I only love you These things are but ******* Though… I’ll bleed I’ll sweat I’ll cry. These things are but ******* I’ll bleed I’ll sweat I’ll cry. These things are but ******* The whole world is but coke. Capital, Attire, Art, Pride. These things are but coke I love you so I love you so.
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 6:20 AM UTC
Coffee
Are you it, who kept, keeps calling wolf? Wildly, blindly, a blind child may be Who am I to say, who am I to blame Are you it, who kept, keeps, calling wolf? Throw the first rock; you’re stuck up Glass castles tend to fall to pieces easier Who are we together, we kept, we keep calling wolf. Disagree, belief; your naked clothing It is a piece of the puzzle, which is growing Could it complicate me less, could it compliment me less? As the pieces fall the heart calls Animals, animals who keep calling wolf. Are you everything you say, everything you do? You’re missing out on a detail— you are you. The thoughts; the desire; the faults; the fire Is this you, you are you. Are you everything you say, everything you do? You’re missing out on a piece—you are you. The thoughts; the desire; the faults; the fire It this you, you are just you. Kept, keeps calling wolf Wolf, Wolf, Wolf, Wolf.
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Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
Calling wolf.
To change the world, if one can, is to change the hearts of the mortal man. It’s alright, It’s alright It’s alright. To change the world, if one can, Is to change the hearts of the mortal man. Imagine just two, two lives, colliding faster than the speed of light. Imagine more, than simply two, conflict is the child issued. It’s alright, It’s alright, It’s alright. Heart against heart, world against world— Is there a difference? Is there a cause? It could all be a dream, a fantasy for just me— Would I ever notice? Would I ever bother? It’s alright, It’s alright, It’s alright. To change the world, if one can, is to change the hearts of the mortal man. No clear guidance for our cause, it is meaningless, it all. You are alone amongst thousands, even in the arms of those you love. It’s alright, It’s alright, It’s alright. A war is a war; a man is a man— a fruit on a tree that grows or will pass on.
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
To change the world.
To make you smile, it is anything but a skinny love; from stranger to stranger. Of this there is none, from stranger to stranger, we will always remain to be one. We’re those flowers, those who need the world to burn, to bloom. We’re the highlight of mankind, Moreover, its fall— ‘cause we’re on the wrong side of history. Save me, save me, to save yourself; I’ll save you, I’ll save you, to save myself. To make you smile, it is anything but a skinny love; from stranger to stranger. Of this there is none, from stranger to stranger, we will remain to be one. When the world crumbles, you will have a hand in yours, a hand that’ll never let go. Let’s follow Icarus, let’s fall as he did— we will touch the sun and smile. Find me, find me, to find yourself; I’ll find you, I’ll find you, to find myself. To make you smile it is anything but a skinny love, it is anything but a skinny love; from stranger to stranger, stranger to stranger. Of this there is none, from stranger to stranger, stranger to stranger, we will remain to be one. We will remain to be one, we will remain to be loved, we will remain to one. The things I do for your smile, the things you do for mine.
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 7:48 PM UTC
For your smile.
If you could talk to your younger self what would you say? Would you laugh would you cry, dislike the same? Love as you do or run away? Tell her not worry, your world will change, do not do not be afraid do not do not be afraid Tell her: you are enemies. Tell him: you got to change. If you could If you could If you could talk to your younger self, what would, say? That sometimes, sometimes, You must be hurt, to see Be hurt, to see Baby steps, There’s so much, so much that you want to say If you could see her If you could see him What would you do? What would you do? If you could, face him If you could, face her What would you do? What would you do? If you could If you could If you could talk to your younger self, what would say?
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 2:58 AM UTC
If you could
It is a new age, we need a new face—a single human soul. To be the spitting image of our cause. “Two loud claps.” The old won’t do, the revolution calls—we choose between lesser of evils in us all. This is it for humankind. “Two loud claps.” “Exhale” Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. “Exhale” Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. For forever, we will be hunting; hunting the goodness, the self-justified cause. A face that can be plastered on top of humanity; because it can never be ours. Do you think, we can explain ourselves? If the end of days has a judge can you explain your heart? “Two loud claps.” Whether or not we are right or wrong, if we’re weak or strong; could we hand in hand ever show the thoughts we have? “Two loud claps.” “Exhale” Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. “Exhale” Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. Face me, face yourself. For forever, we will be hunting; hunting the goodness, the self-justified cause. A face that can be plastered on top of humanity; because it can never be ours. ‘Cause it can never be ours, ‘cause it can never be ours.
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
A single human soul.