May 2010
4 posts
the day i got even more pathetic.
My head will concave,
And my brain will explode.
My thoughts will fly at you.
Your walls will be smeared,
With my every memory,
With my entire existence.
All the love and all the hate.
Every dirty thought,
And all the pretty little dreams.
You think you’re the contradiction of perfection,
And I think this makes you all the more perfect.
I think. I think. I think. I think.
They fly at you,...
?
How nonchalant you are,
As I sit here and panic.
You gorgeous little pessimistic thing,
You’ve turned my world manic.
self observance.
I like to sit here and pretend,
That I’m the strongest girl in the world,
And that’s why I’m going to act,
As if I don’t crave affection.
It’s not even the attention,
It’s just the security of some arms around me,
Because this stupid little girl,
Needs some protection.
I am not naïve,
But I am yet to learn,
The ways of the world,
And where they will lead me.
I want to go where it takes me,
But...
this is
nothing like my other blog.
something private that no one in real life can see.
in fact i think i’ll generally restrict who can see it.
i’m not claiming talent. just a release.