Am I allowed to miss it?
Let it be known, I hate performing. The buildup, the sensation, I hate the feeling. The way the crowd stares, the way it applauses as if it cares. The preparation of my piece, the disturbance of my inner peace. The constant rehearsing, repeating words written down, all for that hand clapping sound. The beating of…
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Sitting On …
Sitting on a mountain of words scared to get up Sitting on memories given to me by life Fortunate to have words slowly running out of luck Haunted by the past, for a better future I strive Sitting on scars placed deep within my heart Sitting on a box I try to forget A search…
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How to read between the lines
Nothing is wrong Bullshit, there is always something wrong Yeah I’m good Bullshit, it’s never good We’ll do whatever you want to do Bullshit, if we don’t pick what you like than “nothing is wrong” Yeah, I miss you too Bullshit, can’t you see I’m busy No, No it looks delicious Bullshit, learn how to…
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Alone
It’s only me even though I’m surrounded by people and voices The sting of neglect bitter, but at times I want this A dark ray in yellow light, alone with a war to fight Awkward glances dissipate as I walk into the night A misty road surrounded by trees Empty conversations filled with pleas Not…
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Behind my eyes
I can feel them waiting, anxiously tapping their fingers I can feel them sitting, silently judging any emotion that lingers They try to run every time I close I feel them with every question I pose Every why, every who, every when or what They swirl and scream as they twist my gut I hate…
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I never told you
Never had a conversation, everything is in the air Through the years lost the ability to care Your absence was a presence that was always there Valuable lessons taught, life just isn’t fair But just in case my words pull through and reach you, here is what I never told you My childhood was messed…
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