Wednesday, December 17, 2008

I was bored so I wrote this...

Not searching, I stumble across my comfort.
Without notice, I find a hidden place of secrets.
How could this be real?
The thoughts of others come upon me swiftly,
but they pay no mind to what is hidden in open sight.
To them, I don't exist;
an insignificant wanderer who sits beneath a tree.
With pen and scraps of paper as her only companions.
But unexpectedly, I become the only one who takes the time to see them.
They can't see me (or they choose not to,)
but I all but clearly see them,
as they pass me with their backs against the sun...

lest I forget the meaning of happiness...a retake on insight...

I am the person, who thinks it is incredibly stupid to get involved with people and their problems... and yet I put myself in these situations...
How many times have I cried these pointless tears? and their only purpose, is for someone who could never return them...
To watch your reflection from a distance, hidden by the world's unruly substance...
Are you so blind as to not even see me? I watch you every single day, through reflected dreams and fading hope and even go so far as to ask if you're okay...
It was all about a love that was bigger than a lie...
Just never say goodbye...
Tell me it's okay to love again...
but as I never have before...
Tell me you can trust me...
even thought I'm ugly on the inside...
just like you...
These bright city lights, seem so far away. I know I can't go back to you, but I know I can't let you go. I want to hear you speak...if only to hear you say my name...
Of all the rights and wrongs I've done...You were the only one I loved...
What should I call this feeling...still sleeping in my undeveloped heart...I must forget the words I long to say...seasons pass while I sigh, and remember the past tears of pointless cries...
Don't think the world revolved around you. I'll make you so in love with me...that every time our lips touch, you'll die a little death...
I love you because you hate me...

That sounds bad, doesn't it?