Here you were thinking
Woww life is really great
When you have people that love you
When you have people that cherish you
When you have people that adore you
But what if, just what if thats all just in your mind
What if you made up this fantasy in your head
About everything you've ever wanted
And everything you've ever craved for
And told yourself that it exists
What if you play scenarios that happen in one way and interpret it in three ways
Multiplying the actual meaning of the scenarios
What if you give credit to a person for being themselves but themselves is a liar
What if no matter if that liar is a liar you're happy with it
As the fantasy in your head is unwilling to let go of the part that liar plays
But what if there's more than one liar
What if they're all liars
What if they've only told you what they wanted you to hear because you have high expectations of them
And they know this and you know this
So technically it's not their fault for being on the pedestals you've placed them on
It's not their fault that you're unwilling to accept the garbage of this world
It's not their fault that you keep fantasizing about a happy life with any and everyone that can adore you
What if, just what if you can actually find that someday?
What if you never find that
You're tired of actively searching for people to give you what you can give them
You're tired of being this woman that expects
And expects
And expects
Should you or could you maintain this fantasy without completely
And utterly falling apart
From shame, from pain from torment
Or should you just let it all go and just..
Just ....

-fir.m

Green walls
Going into the hall
Step in
Getting then
Oh no I'm getting eaten

Freaking out
Getting my self out
Getting hit in the head
Oh No
I'm DEAd

I'm a ghost now
Woww.....
I can go
Wow I went threw a wall
Op I got to take this Call

Hello is this heaven....
If so
Got to go
See u thanks
For reading my poem hope fully u understand it tomorrow if u guys read this I'll share a little of my life story in a poem three pages long and I'm sleepy well sweet dreams:)

the bums like my bike.
i tell them it was 50 bucks,
they say "woww"
and "the brakes are nice,.
the left one, not the right one"
i say "you know that guy
over there?"
they say "spider?"
i say "yea, spider, he used to be
my roommate"
they say "yea i know spider,
hes my brother, i got lotsa brothers"