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Would it differ?I'd like to meet again, somehow
To start over, neither of us knowing the other:
Just the real deal, no masks or facades.
I'd like you to get to know me:
The real me, not the one you see now.
You would see who I am, not who I pretend to be,
You would get to know my thoughts, my desires, my dreams.
You'd see how I really feel, what I trully believe.
I'd get to know you, the unguarded, nonjudging you;
The you that hasn't seen my mistakes, just sees where they brought me.
The you that could still be friendly, not dissapointed by what I've done.
I'd like to start over, go back to a beginning that doesn't exist,
Because you've never met me in a land where you don't already know me.
If you saw who I was, and I saw you too...
Would you still be this way? Would I still avoid you?
Monster Vanity-------Note, this entire entry takes place outside of US so not written in English, supposedly------
"A foreign female patient is staying with us for a month, she's on her way to our house from the airport and does not wish to be seen...so. Go to your room."
My mom commanded as she lit candles and set them high on the book shelf. The eerie flames flickered casting long dancing shadows on the walls. The damn typhoon blasted out our electricity.
I think it was around 3AM or 4AM. The heat was unbearable. My room was practically a candle lit sauna. I tossed and turned...then suddenly.
You know one of them creepy, slightly opaque glass door, that reveals a figure behind the door, but you couldn't really make out the shape? Yeah...unfortunately, a portion of my door had that shiet.
I kid you not, I saw a female silhouette , long flowing hair just gently floated by my door. The golden flickering flame emanating from the small candle on her hand shone brightly through the cracks of my door.
Innocence (73)Tired of mumbling when they mention your name-
Desperate, longing, to simply be sane.
Want to be free, to dance with the wind
No longer thinking what we had was sin.
Used to be open, carefree and young
Long before we knew how love truly stung.
Now so broken with patches and scars,
Thinking this plan has never been ours.
Sure there's a reason for every small tear,
But gratitude is something you will not find here.
Give it some time, let memories build up
Don't think about all the days now corrupt.
Oh to be innocent like I once was,
To answer my questions with words like "Because"
Without having to worry about things in the past...
Not really wondering how long we would last.
This is Me, BeggingIf I could play guitar
I’d write you a song.
If I could run that far
Then I’d run all night long.
But I’m no good at that
So you’ll have to settle for this.
What is this?
It's a plea
Please come home
I'm all alone
And nobody understands.
I don't want you to R.I.P.
I want you here with me
But I'm not God
And He hates me
So, for now,
I guess it's R.I.P.
I WishThere are a lot of things people wish for,
and many others.
But for me, well what I want I guess I can't have.
I want to be able to talk
I want to be happy
I want to be normal
I want to have friends who don't leave
I want to be skinny.
Then there are the things people don't want
and many more
But for me, I cant get away from these things.
I dont want depression.
I dont want self harm.
I dont want eating disorders.
I dont want me.
I might as well just leave already because there is no reason to live,
because in the end, the only guaranty is death.
Fly Me HomeThe golden sunlit dew,
Glistened as we flew,
Feathers and outstretched arms,
Compassed us from harm.
The Flock's facade mangled by brambles,
Thought our life was in shambles,
Fingered the pieces, shattered,
Seeking what once mattered.
Lina, Lina, Lina:
My heart pulsed as we stepped,
From the balcony to ground,
Thought we'd never soar,
But then, who could ask for more?
In your hollow bones,
I found a home,
Against the sky of alabaster chrome.
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