#unrealistic
You know we’ve been rich forever
In a place where we could pretend
Everything else the same
It was right
And when she smiles
It makes me feel so wild out here
In a dream where everything you love just has to die
It’s a love song now we’re drinking Modelo beer
All cops die here
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 6:14 PM UTC
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Narcissistic -
Empathetic;
Automatic
Narcoleptic:
To the dreamers
Divine deceivers
A Sublime message,
The faith's receiver'
Understanding lonesome
Psychic sleepers;
The Destroyers'
Disguised Defeater.
Naturalistic,
Apathetic -
Neolithic?
Unrealistic.
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Jun 16, 2023
Jun 16, 2023 at 10:48 AM UTC
you have stars in your eyes
but i am only the night sky
so far from your reach
i am always denied
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 1:57 PM UTC
I am missing a large portion of my heart
A lot inside that's been slashed apart
Forfeited innocence in order to get high
Need to understand it
Need to know why
Need a magnifying glass to see the clues
I'm free to find all the ways that before I did lose
Thoughts kept me on the brink of drowning every day
In the nightmare failing to take me away
I ate and overgorged on rich fantasies
Like colored candy ingested impossibilities
Needed more than temporary flavor
Needed a taste I could always savor
Feed my demons with an abundance of doubt
Awakened in body inside and out
Infestation of insecurity
Like plankton multiplying
Blooming in sea
Floor barely visible underneath clustered stuff
Ask myself why I don't care enough
Brain needs rewiring in the worst kind of way
Stopped feeling human
Instead a statue made of clay
To fix all that is broken is an unrealistic concept
Dance around things I'm not ready to accept
Cloak my open wounds
Hide pain that's only mine to know
Pretend underneath is as undamaged as the parts that show
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 3:02 AM UTC
All my dreams are other people's nightmares
very unrealistic to anyone, but those people always have *** up for sale
because everyone's out having affairs
and true love to them is nothing but a fairytale
but, my biggest dream is finding the love of my life
and all they want and crave is me, and all I crave and need is them
to get married; our souls intertwined into the afterlife
while my head rests on his chest, I sit on his lap and listen to his heart beat like a drum
looking into his eyes would bring me under waves of pure bliss;
he stares back into my eyes peering into my soul
and without thinking as our souls get closer we kiss
our spirits aren't so far away, because I can hear your call
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 3:45 PM UTC
I wish I'd said hello to you at the door,
Rather than wait for you atop a white horse, at the bottom of a tower.
I didn't recognise you.
I've only ever seen you in armour.
So that's what your face looks like underneath your helmet.
And your hair is curly
I never would've guessed.
I wanted to sing your praises
when you made my heart stop.
But all my wide eyes did
Was see you pass right through me,
Without so much as a glance.
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
Love you find in fairytales
Is falsely portrayed and blurred
Knights and princes do not exist
At least that's what Ive heard
Happiness is a hoax
Impossible to reach in chances
I guess it all depends
On fair or poor circumstances
Boasts of castles are dishonest
There's no such thing as forests enchanted
These are hopeful ideas
Well-meaning people implanted
A story does fine to entertain
Listen closely when I say this;
A frog won't transform into the man of your dreams
And you can't wake from a coma by feeling true loves kiss
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 1:20 PM UTC
you promise comfort,
but I see nothing but chills,
in your eyes.
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 11:15 PM UTC
I’m sorry if you wanted something else;
A rubber stamp, a milquetoast or a sap.
I’m sorry my independent nature is
Like giving your face a hefty slap.
If it seems I am apologizing for myself
To make an excuse for the way things are
Trust me when I tell you what I am sorry for
Is that I have let this thing go on this far.
Dressing up in formal clothes
Won't make us into something fine.
As long as we believe a fantasy
Soon we will cross some kind of line.
I apologize for not recognizing the signs
That told me how you felt about love.
The idea that the two of us are equals
Was a thing you could not rise above.
You couldn’t accept truth was important
And only make what we had implausible.
The kind of relationship you wanted
Was not only wrong, but was impossible.
I guess it got easy for me to fake it
And walk around in a huge pink fog,
Pretending you were a handsome prince
And not accept you were another frog
I don’t believe the truth can be hidden
For but a very short while if at all.
To base a relationship on dishonesty
Will ultimately make the thing fall.
Yes, I ignored the messages you gave me
I’ve been through enough of this to know
That I was part of the reason we failed;
That this is the way it would have to go.
I can’t let you completely off the hook.
Your answers to my questions were a ruse.
I am not equipped with a fairy godmother.
I never had a pair of enchanted shoes.
But I was never wishing for a magic life
Just a hope that love could turn out real.
But one of us can never do it all alone;
Half of it will be about how you feel.
Dressing up in formal clothes
Will not make us into something fine.
As long as we believe a fantasy
Soon we will cross some kind of line.
Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 4:52 AM UTC
i had the sweetest dream- that rain was falling, the sweetest dream that when it ended, i ended. and rain was falling and tears were falling and i was smiling, at all the destruction left in my wake, and rain was falling. that day of my wake i wake up in bed, nothing has been destroyed there are no tears, not at my wake.
but it is still raining
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
it's as simple as you make it
or as complicated as you need
verbs and adjectives collide
into an information stream
perfection in a photograph
that I saw while scrolling down
wishing our love was just like that
with a hashtag that's profound
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 3:29 AM UTC
I'm not what you wanted,
Not what you need,
And I guess I could carry on and say it's okay,
But in reality, I keep drifting away.
You're tearing me apart,
Ripping my skin from the inside out;
I'm still stuck on an excuse to compensate for lost time.
I always knew you were never meant for me,
Maybe fate guided us, but your intentions were made clear otherwise.
I wasn't prepared for a route to shift and create an unexpected turn,
I just wanted someone to stick by my side, to remain loyal and wholesome,
But I guess that was far too much to ask for.
Given our current circumstance,
I probably should've never expressed myself to you,
Too blind to even consider the sight of unpredictability;
The fact that anything can go any other way at any given moment.
I made myself see what I so desperately craved in another; love
Now that I think of it,
I should've never doubted my gut when it indicated that my ends couldn't tie to yours.
Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 8:29 PM UTC
Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real when you woke up you didn't know what to believe? What would you do if what you thought was true wasn't, and what you thought wasn't true was. Would you retreat into your dreams with the hope of finding a more perfect reality? Sometimes life is stranger than a dream, and the only way to wake up is to face what lies are hidden in your soul. And you can only hope that in those moments of dark reflection, that you are not alone.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 6:54 PM UTC
"Do unto others
as you would do unto yourself."
Imagine if it was
"Love yourself
as you would love others."
oh how lovely
love would be
to finally gain some affection
(even if it was from me.)
Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 5:29 AM UTC
A billion stars shining up in the sky
One shines brighter how could I deny
Your smile warmed my soul and heart
It sniped into my feelings just like a dart
When I saw you from the first sight
I just felt like hugging you tight
Something about you switched my mind
You're truly special and one of a kind
You're every reason, hope and dream I've had
You're the one I trust and talk to when am sad
You're the person that I truly admire
And the one that my heart really desires
Your voice is like music to my ears
It's the sound of hope that breaks my fears
Your person is what I love the most
When the world was dull and I was lost
You were there to support my back
It was when I realised what I lack
It was the kindness that you showed me
That cleared my vision to be able to see
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 7:10 AM UTC
You're not gonna amount to anything in life.
The dreams you let deceive aren't something you should believe.
Nothing means a thing.
Everything is just in your fixation of an imagination beyond compensation.
"Unrealistic" You should listen, stop the flawless movement of your one track mind.
How could you let yourself be so naive?
You think you're so intelligent?
Why can't you sell it?
It's one thing to let yourself fall victim to your daydreams, but it's another to live in the fantasy.
Let alone be the only person taking part while everyone watches you lose your sanity. (granted you haven't lost it already.)
Do you ever stop to think? (or is that only over the small, careless things)
Back to the original statement, do you really think you'll make it?
If so, forgive me for saying what you need to see. (in all honesty I couldn't be more sorry, such pity, really)
How could you let yourself believe such absurd things?
Don't you think you would've learned as the years go?
(you're delirious, helpless, you won't make it, but hey! fake it, be my guest)
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 2:06 AM UTC
capable but unmotivated,
love being different, hate being misunderstood,
impulsive long term planner.
strange mix of super private and open book.
rational yet unrealistic.
great at giving advice, bad at following it.
arrogant, but painfully aware of my flaws
sure of myself, yet unassuming
introverted extrovert,
rigorous yet care-free,
perpetual loner with tons of friends.
energetic but lazy,
sensitive, yet cold hearted
gregarious yet studious,
intelligent but spacey,
personal, yet detached.
unhealthy, yet understanding therapist,
competitive mediator.
The optimist who just wants to see the world burn.
Where do I fit in?
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 7:24 AM UTC
I just want it to happen
Like it's a work of magic.
Like some kind of miracle
That cancels all that is tragic.
A spontaneous kind of thing
Without me saying a word
As if you read my very thoughts
As if somehow you heard.
It's a hope I've had all my life.
The perfect lover comes along
Saying exactly what I need to hear
Never puts one foot wrong.
Someone proud to be by my side
That I never have to show the way
And stay beside me as I sleep
At the end of every perfect day.
Because I can't stand any more
Of the things I've had to bear.
The many kinds of disrespect
And the obvious lack of care.
I need that someone special
Who has the gift of giving.
Who sees in me perfection
Your world, life, and everything.
I've had too much of the rest
The other kind of love affair
Where I am just a stopgap
They didn't ever really care.
The love I am looking for
And who you just have to be
Is the soul of romanatic essence,
Absolute perfection, like me.
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 2:47 PM UTC
You know, I thought I had an idea of love,
an idea of things I would do with my first proper girlfriend,
and it went like this:
Telling her she's beautiful everyday,
writing poems for her as often as I can and reciting them to her.
Pulling that studying line : where I tell her I need help studying, but all I want is to make out on my bed.
Trying to make her laugh as often as I can, just so I can see her smile.
Confiding in her.
Holding her close when she cries,
holding her hand and tightening my grip when she's staring at another guy.
Making out with her under the stars,
telling her my life story and my daily struggles.
Treating her like a queen without expecting a king-like treatment in return.
Telling her that I love her as often as I can,
spontaneously asking her for walks or dates, just because texting or skype doesn't cut it for me.
Teasing her,
tickling her,
hugging her,
pleasing her,
kissing her...
The list goes on... but now I realise that all this just proves I am a hopeless romantic and that relationships won't be as easy and flowery and romantic as I've always thought.
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 10:15 AM UTC
Falling for hyper-fit gym rats.
Salivating over straight guys
Dating guys who never once
Looked me right in the eyes.
Much too easy to be picked up,
It’s almost like they know I am
The perfect dupe for one-night stands;
The sucker for the guys that scam.
I’ve had my wallet lifted once
My car stolen one time, too.
I have lots of phone numbers
Nobody is connected to.
I laughed at all their jokes and
I bought all of the drinks,
And never once did he seem
To want to know what I think.
It was all so very mellow, then.
I told him my name when we met.
But within a half hour after that
He forgot it, I would place a bet.
He never introduced me to
Any of the guys who said hi.
There might be other reasons
But I think he forgot is why.
Once I thought my problem was
That I was being much so easy.
That good guys weren’t attracted
To someone that was too ******
But age and wisdom taught me
Being needy is dating poison.
So, I’m slowly but surely learning
An extremely humiliating lesson.
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC