Why I Am This WayI wear sunglasses,Why I Am This Way3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not to shield my eyes from the light,
But to keep them out from others' sight
I wear jackets,
Not to protect my body from the cold,
But from the world's judgemental stare
Not because I'm happy,
But to fool them into thinking I'm okay
I am silent,
Not because I can't speak,
But because I have nothing important to say.
Deamons - Part 1Deamons - Part 1Deamons - Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nice is a very nice place indeed, I see why they named it Nice. I wouldn't mind staying here a few more days, some sun would do me nice, but we had work to do. Keenan had been tracing the whole day, which left me alone with Vladislav. I didn't like the guy very much, and neither did he like me. I don't think he liked anyone now that I think about it, I never seen him smile once. He was Russian and was always waring a coat, even in this hot weather he wouldn't take it off. Maybe it reminded him of the cold winters at home, I don't know. Everybody know I hated him, but yet I got teamed up with him time after time.
Suddenly Keenan was standing in front of us, he was a guy that you never saw coming. He was also Vlad's opposite, always glad and willing to chat. He was Irish and had an uncontrollable black curly hair, kinda funny to watch.
"I located him" he said seriously and looked at me. He was a very good tracer, no doubt. "I'll be driving him your way, so move forward a
HypocriteHypocriteHypocrite8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The perfect label
For a guy like me,
Who tells you to be confident
And lives in self-doubt,
Who tells you to be honest
While lying all around,
Who says you should be happy
Yet drowns himself in misery,
Who says that he will listen
But will not talk to anybody,
The perfect label
For a guy like me.
A way of life
That I no longer
Want to live.