love
THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY!!!!!!!!
THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY!
This is my life,
MY LIFE,
There are no happy endings to this story.
So now that you know that, let’s talk about life.
Did you know that hell is empty???
Did you know that the devil is already here?
Well I bet you didn’t
But
Now you do!
So baby what you waiting for?
LETS GO HAVE SOME FUN!!
Did you know that you are BEAUTIFUL??
Well you are!!!!!!!!
Do you what I’m thinking??
No? Well neither do I!
Did you know that this is the end of my post?
Well now you do!!!
Scared…
I lay in his arms, trying not to look at him because being so close to him makes me want him even more, but I have told myself so many times that I will never want or need anyone ever again.
With one of his hands he picks up the key I wear around my neck. “What’s this for?” he asks.
I look into his eyes as I say, “It’s the key to my heart”
Without stoping to think about it he says, “Can I have it? Can I have your heart? Can I look after it and keep it safe for you?”
With tears dancing down my cheeks I say, “I want you to have it, but I’m scared, scared of being hurt, scared of letting you in.
The real me
it’s just that I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. if somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. and I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so i can feel it too
if I love….
if I love you then will you love me back?
if I kiss you then will you kiss me back?
if I tell you that all your imperfections are what makes you beautiful, then will you believe me?
if you let me in when your sad then I will be there for you and not let you fall.
if I get shy when I’m with you, know that it’s who I am at first.
if suddenly you should forget about me than do not come looking for me again because I will not be who you left.
I am
I am quite
and
I am loud.
I am sad
and
I am happy.
I have fun
and yet
I have nothing to do.
I live in the moment
and yet still
I have regrets about the past.
I am free
and still
I have no freedom.
I have a wild side
and
I have tame side.
I have good taste in cloths
and yet
I do not care what I look like.
I am funny
and yet
I do not understand jokes.
I can talk
and yet
I hate talking.
If you ask me who I am describing right now my answer will be,
You, Me and Everyone else.
negativity
the other day i was with someone and all they did was talk to me like i was 5 years old and i hate that so much. i don’t see why they can’t understand that i am not a kid anymore and that it is not okay to talk to me like i am 5 years old.
every time i have an idea they tell me that my idea won’t work or that it isn’t good enough or to just give up.
they don’t seem to think that i can do anything and to tell the truth sometimes i just want to say to them go to hell and tell them that i am not a little kid anymore. i want to tell them that i am going to make something amazing out of my life and tell them to keep all their negativity and not talk to me.
lyrics from the song wings
mama told me not to waste my life she said spread your wings my little butterfly…
Don’t let what they say keep you up at night, and if they give you shit…
then they can walk on by…
my feet, feet can’t touch the ground
and i can’t hear a sound,
but you just keep on running up your mouth
walk, walk on over there cuz i’m too fly to care, oh
yeah
your words don’t mean a
thing
i’m not listening so you can keep talking
incredibly quiet and extremely lizzie 