Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would u do?
Would u cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
of go into silence until the very end...
Would u love the ones u hate the most of be the person u hide?
Would u pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?
Would u try and keep the sun from setting as your last dag ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else u say as u close your eyes.
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my hart-, hart tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the zitplaats, stoel as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My hart-, hart starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing door my house.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the zitplaats, stoel as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My hart-, hart starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing door my house.