|I don't know... I guess...|
Brain FartDreams and wishes are just ingredientsBrain Fart by ~SurvivingExtinction
For an incomplete brew
Add a pint of sweat and tears
And they'll be closer to becoming true
Or perhaps take them as a seed to sow
That you can reap and nurture and help grow
So one day it blooms into the most glorious floral plant
That can brave its bark through the storms that blow
TeenagerI'm not smart so I can't read the signs,Teenager by ~SurvivingExtinction
But when you always think and dream about someone
And keep doodling their face in your notebooks...
Does it mean you're in love, that you've finally fallen?
It's like pins and needles, but more like acupuncture,
Because lost in thought, I lose track of time,
And later get yelled at for not focusing on anything,
Yet those very thoughts keep me calm.
I'm not a lover or a fighter because I am weak
In strength of arm, of heart and in will.
I guess you could call me a coward in a sense,
Though, if I'm hurt, I can't promise I'll stay still.
But that someone...their words are like time;
They can heal all wounds, inside and out,
But you can never think of going against them, like ever,
Partly because you're afraid of their brittle heart.
It makes it harder when you keep them oblivious to your feelings
But it's also scary because you fear rejection.
I think it's part of human nature to avoid taking risks,
But it also makes you seem a coward...
See, to me
PseudonymI don't know your namePseudonym by ~SurvivingExtinction
But I know the pseudonyms that you hide behind
I don't know your voice
Yet I can hear every one of your words in my mind
We've never met before (physically)
But I feel that I can trust you; it's so absurd
We've never felt each other (physically)
Yet I know what you're feeling through your words
You exist to me in another world
We meet on a bridge as blurry silhouettes
We can never touch, never talk
Just doodle words in the sand like puppets
We understand each other
Without the necessities of society
We just exist on this bridge
As shadows with an air of curiosity
Hush envy~I can't help but dream about you and meHush envy~ by ~TwinSocks
The Us that won't happen
The Us tha is forbidden
There is something appealing to that
It's my experimental game
Exploring all the ifs
Maybe i'm wasting my time
Getting lost inside my daydreams
Is it so bad to envy these eyes~?
There is something captivating to that
Maybe that's my secret plan
To make a fuss...