Sunday, June 8, 2014

i just hate someone so much i just had to i am so sorry

I hate how much people like you.
There isn't a lot to like,
except your facial features.
A stereotypical beautiful girl;
cheekbones high, beautiful smile.
If only they knew,
how you're a dark mass inside.
A fragile pretty face,
who fishes compliments everyday.
A brave and fearless human,
who cries and wants to die.
A skinny figure,
who does nothing but whine.
I dare you, just do it—
take off that silly mask.
See if they still like you.
Put off your fascade of a friendly smile.
Don't play innocent anymore.
Show them who you really are,
see if they'll like you.
You're nothing but a bitch.

Fuck you.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

My Sun and Stars

He is my sun and stars—
the glint of hope I see,
when i first open my eyes.
He is keeping me alive, 
with that heat he emanates.
That tender loving glow
shows me all things beautiful.
He rises to start my day, 
and sleeps to end mine.
But once you sleep,
I'll watch over you.
For I am the moon of your life.

Monday, June 2, 2014

Dreams

Multiple colors, vivid images—
those were the things she sees.
She had the gift of dreaming, in peace.
Opening a book with hundreds of pages.

Ultimate dark, absolute nothingness—
those were the only things he sees.
It doesn't dream, that mind of his.
Several plays held in empty stages.

The girl who watches everything at night,
met the man who stared at blankness.
And thus the light shined through the darkness—
for she finally saw the girl's smile so bright.

And to that we can conclude:
the man who was blind at rest
had a dream at last, and it was the best.
and his was the truly bright-hued.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

How Did You Love In The Past

How did you love in the past?
I wanna know the entire story
when i wasn't the one 
running circles in your mind
and when i wasn't the one
giving meaning to your life

How did I love in the past?
It was bitter, and it was very sweet
he engulfed my entire presence
every word that I would say
every dream that I would dream
everything was about him.

How did you love in the past?
I wanna know your feeling
when I wasn't the one
bringing your head in the clouds
and when I wasn't the one
making your heart sing aloud

How did I love in the past?
I was never so sure of anything
I held on to an invisible rope
clinging on tightly more than I should
but instead of giving me that relief
i didn't notice that it was a noose

How did you love in the past?
I wanna know the intensity
when I wasn't the one
making your heart skip a beat
and when I wasn't the one
visiting your dreams when you're asleep

How did I love in the past?
Somehow, there's a miracle
all the feelings are gone, just like that
It was as if nothing ever happened
for the love you are giving me is greather than
how you loved in the past.