| I guess this is me at the moment. I want to find the real me under the gloss and falseness that I see in me. |
| I guess this is me at the moment. I want to find the real me under the gloss and falseness that I see in me. |


DarlingI thought you loved me. I thought I knew what love was. I thought hurt was something that happened, Not to me, to others.Darling
You want me back. You want me to forget the hurt. You want me to forgive the others. You want me to forgive the tears and fears and pain.
The others, the ones I still love, And you claim to.
And you exclaim this love, And it hurts all the more.
Because I can't forgive or forget, Before you learn that love, Isn't something yelled from the heavens, Isn't something that's casual and easy, Isn't something forgo
A new me

SmudgedA thick line traces my eyes I smooth it, carefully, Making sure it is even.Smudged
(its painstaking work, honey)
And suddenly, a suprise, a noise, And I have wavered from the line. It is uniquely uneven.
Maybe by leaving the mistake, Not glossing over it, I can create a new me.
A me that is uniquely smudged and uniquely me. Finding myself under the layers of Gloss, the overcoats to the true base Of eyeliner and colour.


SNAPMy fingers are stuck, In a trap of his devising. I almost free myself, But with one word He snaps it shut.SNAP
My eyes are open, My head is high, But everything
Just passes me by.
I am me,
The eldest. The "strong" one. The peacemaker. But I am not perfect.
I am the eldest, Yet one word, A Snap, And I am six, Afraid. Small.
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My pills taste like purple!
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
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"With art you can bring the world to their knees and they will thank you for it."
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
its amazing...
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My pills taste like purple!
I have fallen in love with Manic Street Preachers...
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
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My pills taste like purple!
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
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