I tried to be civil,
I tried to be nice,
But now it’s impossible to smile
Save for the special ones
The chosen ones who live in the golden world
Where they are above the dirt and slime they live in
That no one else can join,
Don’t smile, now
It’s obnoxious
Don’t laugh
My ears will fall in deafness.
I don’t understand.
Je ne parle pas votre langue,
Je ne peux pas vous entendre,
Don’t pretend to be my friend
When you hate everything I do
When you dislike everything I want
Call me apathic
Call me uncaring
Call me unfriendly
Death is all around me
You are a curse
Don’t say you don’t care
Crawl in that hole given to you
Understand my meaning
I’m hungry
For your end
I don’t understand.
Je ne parle pas votre langue,
Je ne peux pas vous entendre,
Don’t pretend to be my friend
When you hate everything I do
When you dislike everything I want
It’s all my fault
I’m ugly
I’m mean
I’m a bitch
I’m useless
You’re a goddess
Just don’t expect to smile in your presence
Just don’t call my name
Just don’t make me bow
Just go away
I won’t go lonely
I am not afraid of myself
Like you seem to be.
WOuldn’t it be simple if I died?
We’re at an impass
No solution
No debate
I don’t want your hate
Nor your envy
I don’t understand.
Je ne parle pas votre langue,
Je ne peux pas vous entendre,
Don’t pretend to be my friend
When you hate everything I do
When you dislike everything I want
What can I do for you
When you’re impossible to be with
What can I do with you
When you let no one be around you?
Don’t smile
Don’t fret
Don’t be yourself
Be weak like you are.
I don’t understand.
I don’t want to listen
To your opinions anymore
I don’t want to talk
About your feelings anymore
Why is it all about you?
Why must we keep going around in circles?
Why must we smile when we feel sad
Why must we only laugh when you are glad?
Je ne parle pas votre langue,
Je ne peux pas vous entendre,
Don’t pretend to be my friend
When you hate everything I do
When you dislike everything I want
A place where I write stories, poems and even some excerpts that may reflect real life. Most of this work is fiction.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
My Darling Sister Cat, Belle
Be on your merry way
Don't be pricked by thorns
And demon words
That truly get in the way.
Don't let emotion rule over reason
But along side it instead
Look four times with your own eyes
Because the eyes may play tricks upon the mind
The coldness of the mind
Will never compare to the warmth of the heart
Don't be dolored by the monochrome
Or the sadness of a monotone
Lift your spirits high
But not you ego, no
For fortunes told beneath the sea
Will not impact me.
Ride the wave
The miserable tide brings
And will seek the paradise
On this Earth
Do forget those dreams
Think of clouds on a peaceful kingdom
Cheerfulness will rise
Old and sick is not the memory to be received
But gifted with eternal youth from now on
Lips of Rouge
Hair of gold
Eyes of Jade
The most elegant and sophisicated of ladies
Step lightly. Talk stern and casual. Be a flirt
Have an air of a queen
But the precence of a goddess
Shall be the truth which you shall rule
Without a single doubt.
The innocence in your eyes
Reminds all of their childhood
Together on distant place
We shall dance, my sister
And be instilled by heavenly grace.
Don't be pricked by thorns
And demon words
That truly get in the way.
Don't let emotion rule over reason
But along side it instead
Look four times with your own eyes
Because the eyes may play tricks upon the mind
The coldness of the mind
Will never compare to the warmth of the heart
Don't be dolored by the monochrome
Or the sadness of a monotone
Lift your spirits high
But not you ego, no
For fortunes told beneath the sea
Will not impact me.
Ride the wave
The miserable tide brings
And will seek the paradise
On this Earth
Do forget those dreams
Think of clouds on a peaceful kingdom
Cheerfulness will rise
Old and sick is not the memory to be received
But gifted with eternal youth from now on
Lips of Rouge
Hair of gold
Eyes of Jade
The most elegant and sophisicated of ladies
Step lightly. Talk stern and casual. Be a flirt
Have an air of a queen
But the precence of a goddess
Shall be the truth which you shall rule
Without a single doubt.
The innocence in your eyes
Reminds all of their childhood
Together on distant place
We shall dance, my sister
And be instilled by heavenly grace.
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