Just when I thought it was all over,
It started again suddenly I was looking for a stronghold.
For so long I thought I had found myself.
if we learned to live some more and take things one day at a time…
Life wouldn’t be so hard.
Maybe if we stopped looking behind
The future would be brighter
We can’t have forever if we haven’t taken
People think you have to jump off a cliff to die,
Put a bullet through ur own head,
They don’t realize that the moment you stop living you die.
But slowly though.
_Emotions has never been something hard.
Many people thought it to be a weakness
In her case,
She wanted to feel even if it was a little
She wanted to feel every damn thing
Even if it was pain.
She had always been numb…
There was a time when she thought
She could do without this emotions
But now pain, love, hate she wanted to feel all.
_Maybe if I just kept walking On and on
I would end up forgetting
I sat still for a long time
Waiting for something
Which I can’t place my hand on
I feel the emptiness over and over again
I have friends.
They are always here,
But they would never understand
They never really listened when I spoke.
I would sit with them and laugh for hours
My cheeks aching
My throat becoming dry
And they never notice…
They never really look at me to realize that all this laughter and smiles were just a cover-up.
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_I know a boy
Who writes because he feels he is talented
Who writes only when he’s bored
Who writes just to show off
Who writes when he’s sad
Who writes cause he wants to be heard
Who writes cause that’s the only way he communicates
Who writes cause he wants to change the world
He says he wants people who are sad to read
His words and find inspiration
And I no another
Who writes because he can’t help it…
His words make me lightheaded!
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He always thought
He was a good thinker
Sometimes he over thought
It used to bother him
He’d overthink every little thing
The punctuations used in a sentence
The pause in a statement
In a conversation
He wanted to know everything
Yes, Curiosity was what they called it.
Then she came along
She was the girl his mother warned to stay away from
She could influence you with her negative side.
She was weird
Maybe a little different
But they called her weird
And she gave a damn not
She told him it was good to overthink
She told him it was ok
She said it was humanly…
She was the one who told him
“Maybe we all come from the stars AFTERALL…”
And he never forgot her.
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