Is it FAIR of me to leave you in the dust?
No.
Do you THINK that I wanted to do this?
No.
Do you KNOW how much I wish we could go back to before and just live it in forever?
No.
Can you SEE the tears running down my face right now?
No.
Do I WANT you to stay out of my life?
No.
Do I THINK you'll want to stay in it?
No.
Do I wish things were different?
Yes.
And the thing is that I'll be waiting.
Night after night.
Day after day.
Joke after joke.
Fake laugh after fake laugh.
I'll be waiting, because I love you.
And the thing is that I'll be pretending.
That I don't care that you love her.
That I don't care that you'd leave me in a second.
That I don't care that you left me in the dust.
That I don't care that I'm alone and you'll have her soon.
I'll be pretending, because I love you.
And the thing is that I'll be listening.
To your every problem.
To your every care.
To your every joke.
To your every odd moment.
And I'll be listening, because I love you.
And the thing is that I'll
All she ever wanted was love.
But that was impossible.
She was trapped.
Trapped behind lies and walls.
Walls she built around herself.
To keep others out... or herself in?
Never matter.
All she ever wanted was love.
So she changed.
Her clothes, her hair, who she was at every aspect.
And they came to appreciate it.
All of them, every color, shape, and size.
But none of it was what she had hoped for.
Never matter.
All she ever wanted was love.
Love. Not this trashy, dead-end game.
Not these endless lies.
Not these meaningless words, hidden behind the facade of a computer screen.
That screen that told her everything she wanted
Spinning, twirling, whipping around,
I don't understand how my feet stay on the ground.
Through this blur of sky I can see
That perfect girl, the one I'm supposed to be.
Silky skin and flowing hair,
She always knows what clothes she should wear.
Her wardrobe, perfect in every way,
It's like the whole thing was given to her one day.
I hear the winds whisper in the trees,
She's the one, she's got to be.
The girl who's flawless in every light,
Her smile glows and birds take flight.
I stare up at the endless blue sky,
And the only thought that fills my head is, why?
How am I not she, that makes the birds fly,
How am I not she, the
Is it FAIR of me to leave you in the dust?
No.
Do you THINK that I wanted to do this?
No.
Do you KNOW how much I wish we could go back to before and just live it in forever?
No.
Can you SEE the tears running down my face right now?
No.
Do I WANT you to stay out of my life?
No.
Do I THINK you'll want to stay in it?
No.
Do I wish things were different?
Yes.
And the thing is that I'll be waiting.
Night after night.
Day after day.
Joke after joke.
Fake laugh after fake laugh.
I'll be waiting, because I love you.
And the thing is that I'll be pretending.
That I don't care that you love her.
That I don't care that you'd leave me in a second.
That I don't care that you left me in the dust.
That I don't care that I'm alone and you'll have her soon.
I'll be pretending, because I love you.
And the thing is that I'll be listening.
To your every problem.
To your every care.
To your every joke.
To your every odd moment.
And I'll be listening, because I love you.
And the thing is that I'll
All she ever wanted was love.
But that was impossible.
She was trapped.
Trapped behind lies and walls.
Walls she built around herself.
To keep others out... or herself in?
Never matter.
All she ever wanted was love.
So she changed.
Her clothes, her hair, who she was at every aspect.
And they came to appreciate it.
All of them, every color, shape, and size.
But none of it was what she had hoped for.
Never matter.
All she ever wanted was love.
Love. Not this trashy, dead-end game.
Not these endless lies.
Not these meaningless words, hidden behind the facade of a computer screen.
That screen that told her everything she wanted
Spinning, twirling, whipping around,
I don't understand how my feet stay on the ground.
Through this blur of sky I can see
That perfect girl, the one I'm supposed to be.
Silky skin and flowing hair,
She always knows what clothes she should wear.
Her wardrobe, perfect in every way,
It's like the whole thing was given to her one day.
I hear the winds whisper in the trees,
She's the one, she's got to be.
The girl who's flawless in every light,
Her smile glows and birds take flight.
I stare up at the endless blue sky,
And the only thought that fills my head is, why?
How am I not she, that makes the birds fly,
How am I not she, the
Gravity pulls you down to reality
You hate every second, you want to leave
Surely in other lands the pains will recede
Escape for ten minutes, but the ghosts are still there.
Haunting you with tears, fears, and memories
Knowing that at any minute, you might crack
Insanity is what keeps you sane
Forgetting everything in the rush of things
But once you have the chance, the hell comes back
Sucks you in like a blackhole
Seemingly unable to escape
And every night, you tire yourself so you don't need to think
But the thoughts come at other times anyway
Numbing your self, desensitization surely would work
But it's still there and the o
Every morning I wake up,
I step on the scale in front of the mirror,
Watch the numbers drop to double digits,
"Am I pretty yet?"
I put on a ton of makeup,
Do my hair in fancy styles,
Suck in my stomach,
"Am I pretty yet?"
I run downstairs to the kitchen,
And gag at the smell of food cooking,
I pretend to eat a bagel,
"Am I pretty yet?"
Soon its lunch at school,
I eat only a piece of toast,
My friends don't even notice,
"Am I pretty yet?"
I get home from school,
Put on a pretty dress,
Smile wide and ask,
"Am I pretty yet?"
I do the dishes and my chores,
Help my mom out with the laundry,
I eat a small piece of meat and th
I'd be dead without you by konanxpeinForever919, literature
Literature
I'd be dead without you
I wished for my death
I prayed myself away
but now that I have you
I love every day
I got through the bad
I god through the dark
I came out on top
though not without a mark
The scars of the past will haunt me
Happy thoughts won't always be enough
But now I have something to chase away the hauntings
Someone who can call my bluff
My lovely friends who hold me tight
who are able to expel my darkest night
My paranoia eases when I see you
Because I know
there's nothing I could do
to keep you from loving me
and I pray to God this is not a dream
For once in my life I pray as hard as I can
to keep this reality
I do not want to s
M'name's Megan. Girl. 16. Junior. Universal vent. Potterhead. Writer. Musician (kinda). Ballerina. Tap dancer. Hopeless Romantic. Pathetic excuse for a singer. Starkid. Music fanatic. If you want to know more about me, read the box below or leave me a note! I like to make new friends!
Current Residence: Over the rainbow. Favourite genre of music: I hate genres. Music is music. Most of it is good. But the stuff on the radio is crap. Favourite style of art: Oil Pastels MP3 player of choice: Zune, but I haz an iPod at the moment. Shell of choice: Turtle Wallpaper of choice: Stripes!! Skin of choice: Uhhh... human skin? Favourite cartoon character: Ginger Foutley Personal Quote: "That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is."- Jim Morr
Favourite Visual Artist
Degas
Favourite Movies
At the moment, probably Benny and Joon
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Jack's Mannequin and/or Darren Criss
Favourite Writers
Dr. Suess, John Green, Maureen Johnson, Walt Whitman, J.D. Salinger
Favourite Games
The ninja game. If you haven't played it, you need to go to a nerd gathering.
It has been a long road from all of the pain and chaos of my sohpomore year in high school to this moment.
I was left and let down by many a friend, and although I did have people with me throughout it all, there were times when I felt so alone that I was convinced no one would miss me if I had decided to take my own life. This was the year of my breakdown. It was the year that I realized the path I had been headed down just wasn't for me.
Today I sit knowing that I have friends in different places than expected, and that there are people who love me that I didn't really know were willing to take me in like they are. I went to a party today
I'm EXTREMELY worried about one of my close friends right now. Yes, this is the one I wrote a journal about two entries ago. The one with the new relationship and blah blah blah? Yeh her. I'm terrified that her boyfriend might tell her that he loves her within the week.
I know that most people reading this will tell me to butt the hell out of this girl's life, because it's her life and not mine... but I just care about her too much. I mean, we both get on each others' nerves every once in a while, but she's my best friend. I've known her since I was three years old and she's so important to me. The very last thing I want is for her to have h
I can't seem to have a conversation or make a joke with anyone lately without upsetting them.
Every time I say something, it's that one thing that took it too far, or it's the breaking point that turns a discussion into a fight. I don't know how to talk to people, so I don't know why I do. I go around to people and upset them and I guess that's my job. Not really good at much else.
Consider this a warning: If you're smart you'll stay away from me for as long as you can. All I'll do in the end is make you upset and you'll wonder why you wanted to know me in the first place. I know I do.