Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
out of reach
Yes, your light stabbed through me.
You-Your Smile--You.
Sometimes i asked myself,
if you even human.
Because,
well you have those wings.
That invinsible wings appeared none to everyone,
but not me.
I see that.
Your wings.
You are a free soul.
It's like you have no problem--connection to this world at all.
It's like.. it's like you are not human.
You're a goddess.
You're like those characters that out from a fairytales
Yeah that's why.
For me human, a merely human being.
You are so very special,
and sadly..
You are so out of reach..
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Attractive
"Your soul is attractive"
"You can't even see it"
"That's why. It's not my eyes that attracted, it's my mind, heart, and soul."
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Trapped
A bird flew in inside a house, the house that it always longing to peek, the house that smells so nice when the sun down, the house that full of cheerful melody.
But then it inside, the reality is not like how it expected. Yes, it pretty inside house, full of delicious food. Yet it saw something stuck on the top, something that disabled it to go back to it home, sky.
It tried, tried, and tried to push the roof, yet it could'nt go out.
.
.
.
That's me.
That's me longing to know you, to be inside you, to have your heart.
And then i'm breaking.
I'm sick.
Trapped.
I can't go out.
I can't move on.
I'm trapped in you.
Monday, March 16, 2015
falling apart
can sit next to the person and have no clue of what are they feeling.
Are they mad?
Are they feeling sad? Happy?
or falling apart?
and there you are
sitting next to her.
not realizing me happy, to hear your sound
yet sad
hearing you talk to her.
i'm falling apart
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
The lie i told you in april
Friday, March 6, 2015
ugly
"yeah, why?"
"she's ugly as hell."
he smiles.
"I'm so glad."
"huh?"
"I'm so glad that she looks ugly in your eyes or anyone else's"
"why?"
"because if you have mine, then her prettiness would be everyone's else to share, her smile, her rosy cheeks will not be mine only to possess."
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Creep
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
he's running out the door
he's running out
he run run run run...
Run...
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here