The rabbit hole was deep enough to make you forget your left was a part of your body too...
"Don't collect it with left hand"
"Do not eat with your left hand"
"I can't find my change, I must've dropped it with my left hand"
The back of my left hand always looked well fed from ruler strikes. Why was I forced to hate my left so bad?
Voice of the devil sounded like mine
I make them make wishes for me in the name of what they believe in but I am the grantee still.
Voice of the devil sounds like mine
I do not want to change nor join you, I just want to have a separate life from yours and still be thesame through your lows and highs with the purest of all intentions and I hope that we share our story with our kids and grandkids with laughter full of tears for the purity in what we share keeps us surprised even now.
Voice of the devil is Mine
I do not want to loose you but I'd understand if we have to move on without us but you will never loose your spot in the light for being part of the journey.
Nothing matters at end of the day but I still worry about what nobody would think of or remember
I'd love to live, I try to live but only in the shadows I hope to leave a lasting footprint on the sand that no one would see when I am gone
How can simply being be harder than pulling the stunt that I can be the shoulder for everyone to cry on?
I was told that I can be an amazing writer only if I could be a little less of myself, and be more creative with my words.
I don't want to be creative, I just want to know that I am not the only one who sees living as a chore I need to escape from through the back door of life.
It only gets heavier with the load I carry and I can't seem to see what it is. Crying is a therapy they said especially when you have a shoulder to lean on, if I'm not too strong for me I'd ask for yours.
I don't know how long I can hold on but I hope my will is as strong as you said enough to resist the urge to not see through this time.
"You are strong-willed" "you do whatever you want whenever you want to" "you are weird" but I'm only trying to be and I still don't know how.
I move on too quickly from relationships because there's always lots of attachments for me to get over. But why do I have to get over things I don't even feel when I can simply transfer what I thought I felt to someone on the waiting line?.
I move on way too quickly than I should from friendships because I keep picking the same character in whatever form it comes and I'm somehow convinced that being on the left way is the only wrong that could alter humanity and bring down a glory of what might not be...
I move on too quickly from family because long distance family love is there too much and never there but justice is always undone for the same excuse as the world for blood's sake.
It's always overwhelming because I try to skip a step and start over is the only option given for truly letting go
I am everything I ever thought I wasn't in so many ways than my mind could ever comprehend. I am the gold I seek in places only a cat dares to go.
I am everything everyone ever said about me.
I AM WHAT I SAY I AM
Death thoughts, self harm, moving on the breath's still intact. Mom's thoughts and more thoughts that someone might truly care that I am gone.
I don't want to be poetic but I want you to always be a step behind with the thought that I am perfect 'cause I always am.
Maybe the drugs will help keep it at bay, the thought that I won't be here for long yet the time I have I can't seem to use.
I should runaway to nowhere just maybe I could see my dad again to answer these questions I have answered truly, hopefully nicely this time
If only I could admit that I'm depressed just maybe the nights will cease to be long and days more worthy to see and exciting to live for that is all I preach but I am made in the likeness of God.
