I unfortunately had the most awkward moment of my life last night. I hid my backpack in the garage because it had an ounce in it. My mom went out to walk the dog and went in the garage when I was in there messing with my ihav.net gun. The fucking dog was smelling my bag, my mom walks to put the...
Sometimes I like what I've written so I 'like' it. What's wrong with that? Who does it harm? It's hardly pretending to be popular, people can see it's you who liked it. It's not attention seeking because it makes no difference. And it's not because no one else has liked it when you 'like it'...
Just waiting to use that fail picture huh? Well you fucking fail you piece of shit for not picking up THIS great piece of literature.
Oh, and fuck you.
I threw myself
From a pedestal so high,
I wished, i wished,
I wished i could fly.
Now here i am, soaring
Up among the clouds,
While my heart lay buried,
Wrapped up in shrouds.
I'll soar here forever
And I'll be here alone
So cold, so cold
Where no birds have flown.
I see all the people,
So far...
...WHAT SHOULD I NAME MY POEM?? i thought i knew the person
staring back at me,
the person in the mirror
who else could it be?
the little kid running
up and down the street
playing hide and seek,
running on her feet,
the girl chasing barefoot,
running after friends
the girl talking quietly...
i stand apart
on a pedestal so high
i wished, i wished
i wished i could fly
now here i am, soaring
among the clouds
but my heart lay buried
wrapped up in shrouds.
i stand up high
yet i stand alone
so cold, so cold
where no birds have flown
i see the people
so far down below
so bitter, so hating...