I HATE YOU!

I feel like it's harder to define myself, these days. The passions I've been perfecting since day one are common practice for those who have no passion at all. But who am I to shoot down their free will ( Read more... )

You are not nearly as deep as you perceive yourself to be.
Arrogance, misconception, and idiocy do not lead to depth or understanding.
I 'get' you more than you think I do.
Just because you adore me doesn't mean you don't ignore me.
Open your ears, fasten your mouth.
There are plenty of other flowers in the field.

And in case you were wondering,
I still hate you.
But in that way, that I kinda don't,
but mostly do.
You with your brown eyes
and shitty, thick, cliche hair.
I don't miss your arms,
I miss your truth.
Don't do that,
that's just for me.
You can't, You can't, You can't...

You can't recycle affection.

It's simple routine for the leaves to fall and the winds to shift. For the birds to fly south, and the air to grow a chill. And I guess it's time for me to change with them. But it's not that easy. The knots in the bark of the trees have been forming for centuries. So have my idiosyncrasies, my insecurities, my walls. There's a wall around my hips ( Read more... )

Expression, repent.
Reflection, relent.
You're worth much less,
but it means so much more.

What if I'm just meant to be a dreamer,
and I never really reach what I've been striving for?
There has to be people out there like that.
People who try all their lives to achieve their big dreams, and fall short.
I don't want to be one of those people.
I can't be one of those people.