- The Perks of Being a Wallflower
- Passion and Doubts
- My Stomach
- Chocolate Milk
- Old Poetry
- Chocolate Milk II
- Monologue
- One More Piece of Milk Talk
2. I'm beginning to think I don't have what it takes to become a star. Or to even make it through NIDA. Or even make it in. But Emily told me not to lose my passion, and yet it's slipping. It's slipping ever so slowly, but I am losing grasp. I want to write, create and share. I want to inspire, transpire, I WANT TO BE A STAR.
3. MY STOMACH IS SO DAMN ANNOYING. Whenever I'm at tutor or something, or just around people, it decides to make a long, loud-ass grumbling noise for the whole class to hear. ugh, dammit, stomach, stop being such a bitch :@
4. I love chocolate milk.
5. Unloved Souls - this is a very old poem I wrote and yeah... It's okay :L Kinda has a few take care elements in it and eh. It's kinda teenage love stuff and dllgsjklg I don't know.... And LOL, I realised I like roses and daisies, because I wrote this before I wrote the one on my cerebrum and they both mention roses and daisies. Same flowers, same time :L Oh, and this one's supposed to be a little songy.... Don't judge :L
Clocks ticking on the
walls.
People crowding in
the halls.
Have you ever been so
lost,
‘til you can’t even
find yourself?
I’ll make my way
through the waves
Of bustling rose and
death-like daisies
Just for you.
Hoping that if I
follow the petals that lay in the midst of the tune,
I will find my way to
the likes of you.
But as they push me
down, and I break the tension, hit the ground,
I find myself at your
feet.
‘Cause I loved you.
And I loved every second of our time.
And you loved me. Those
days we can’t deny.
But you left, and I
left and nobody said it,
But we all knew we
were thinking of it.
And so time stood
still, yet so much to kill.
You left these shoes
that no-one else could fill,
So I waited. And I
waited. ‘Cause I loved you.
And I know you loved
me too. But you left me. And I left you.
‘Cause I loved you,
but I don’t feel the same.
And you loved me.
None of us can ever feel it again.
Cause you broke every
piece, every bone, every inch of me.
I tore through every
muscle, every touch of skin, your identity.
My heart, it froze
with your ice-cold touch,
And your heart
believed in the truest of loves,
‘Cause I loved you.
And you loved me.
But we could never
let it lie, just let it be.
Oh, don’t tell me
now. Don’t try to bring it back.
‘cause I’ve tried it
all before, but we still end up off track,
And in our own little
holes. Burrowed with the pity, the sorrow, our miserable,
Unloved souls.
6. Oh my god: Chocolate Milk + Shot Glasses. Oh dear lord, this night is about to get WILD.
7. Lonely Hearts and Nebulas (:O That's my tumblr url! Crazy, I know!)
I feel like I’m falling faster
than I should be. Into your arms, through them, hitting the concrete. If I knew
you could catch me, I would’ve fallen from the end of the Universe. But I
floated in that space, so idly, so alone. I was too afraid to give in to the
gravity of your heart, your soul and your arms. It just seems like if I leave
this empty vacuum, I’ll no longer be safe from what I fear the most. I’ll be vulnerable
to the dark, spiders and, of course, the pavement. But it also looks like
things aren’t all that still up here in the sky beyond the sky. For every
minute that I spend among the stars, the lonely, yawning stars, I grow
stranger. Yes, stranger, and more hollow, and more lacking of an essence of
mind, sanity and control. I’m afraid of what I’ve become. I am no longer able
to separate love from lust, and like the stars that blaze among me, I may have
to explode and wisp away, white-hot and alone, in hopes of escaping this heartless
fate.
I can tell that you’re lonely
too. I can see it in those eyes of yours, stark-cold and hard as stone. You’re
almost robotic, and it’s killing you. You’re swapping your DNA for binary,
tearing out your skin for modifications of steel and circuitry. And I can see why you do it at all, why you’re
so willing. Because it’s without emotion, that you feel - well not feel - but you
find that in a void of a body, you won’t have to deal with all the things that
you fear. But you don’t have to be afraid - not anymore. You can protect me
from the darkness, the spiders and the pavement. And I’ll protect your from the
same. We can wrap each arm around each wound, and rock ourselves to sleep. It’s
lonely where we are, in your hole and far out in this blackness. But in
between, things are brighter, eternal, transcendent, blissful and
overflowing with happiness. Our happiness.
If only we could find a way out,
first.
8. One day, I will buy different kinds of milk - full cream, skim, half-skim, goat - ALL KINDS. And then, I'll take out a glass, and make milk combinations. Maybe one day I'll take 2 parts full-cream, one part goat and another part tits. Every day will be a mystery. A milk mystery. ...
9. That is all. Au revoir, boys and girls.
10. Also, We'll be wild. We'll be glowing in the dark.
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