it makes me laugh
knowing that if you even LOOKED at the path of PAIN i've gone down
you would berst crying at the site.
whispers and lies behind me . . .
say it to my face . . .
try, i dare you
scared of lil ol me?
. . . pathetic
you think you could even TRY to hurt me ?
nothing you say could even reach me
throwing your words of hate ?
even if you threw them as hard as you can
they won't come close.
. . .
" i pity you "
. . .
how would you react to thes word of mine ?
. . . dosen't mater,
what you tell me hasns't matterd in a long time.
i actually want to thank you
your the reason i'm ME
. . .
to have to try to climb up by knocking others down?
well, like i said
pathetic . . . and pity
i thank you.
. . .
but, i promise you
try to knock me down again?
and i WILL FIGHT.
because i AM stronger than you.
. . .
and i always have been.
I am - I do - I know1. I am afraid . . . but of what?More Like This
2. I am silently hated, but there not good at hiding it.
3. I am alone, even though there’s always people with me.
4. I do force laughter . . . every day.
5. I do have “friends” , but only a few that understand.
6. I do wear a mask, on the front is written in big red letters “fake”
7. I do fake smiles . . . I perfected it at the age of 5 . . .
8. I know im broken . . . no, . . . shattered.
9. I know im quiet . . . but im also loud.
10. I know I can sing well . . . but its only another way to send hints on who I
really am, but no one picks up on them.
11. I know people think im weak.
12. . . . I am strong.
Blood Thorn roseI . . . I am a red bud.More Like This
Young, fragile, tainted in the blood of thee innocent.
I have caged my self in thorns.
Protecting . . . from those who could hurt this old soul.
I cage myself for fear of being hurt . . . I don't want her to be afraid.
When she cries . . . It pains me.
But no matter how much I want to protect her . . . I know I have to open the blood thorn cage to bloom.
But by opening the cage, I could crack . . . Break
But I don't want to burden her with something so hard to fix.
Because . . . I am only her HEART . . . In a cage.
The Art BirdSome people don't think the arts are important . . . i will NEVER understand them.More Like This
If i could imagine the arts as a physical figure . . . it would be a bird, The bird who inspires poetry, books, the bird who sings for you, who inspires you to dance!
When people take away the arts . . . they've taken the bird, clipped it's wings and tossed it in a locked cage.
The artist mourn for the bird, knowing their unable to set it free . . . to let it inspire them . . .
All people . . . every person has an art bird, if you're in a place that never lets you see your art bird, the bird will be forever trapped in a dark part of you.
But, some people never put there bird in a cage . . . but wore them proudly on there sholder, carried it around for everyone to see,
those are the people who try to unlock the other art birds . . . to set them free.
so that they can walk in stride, . . . with their beautiful . . . art bird.
Love illusionsometimes, when I close my eyes, I think your just an illusion my mind made to fill the empty hole in my heart that is love.More Like This
But . . . when I open my eyes to you tenderly kissing away my tears . . . I can't help wonder why, why you love me so much.
and why . . . when I close my eyes my mind fluids with images of your smile, of you gently holding me . . . as if I was a flower, and you were scared that if you held me to titley . . . I would break.
And as you whisper sweet words of love to me while i fall asleep, my only fear is that when i wake up . . . i wont have somebody to love me as endlessly as i love them.
My story of being bulliedMy story of being bulliedMore Like This
Well . . . I decided at yes 3:01 in the morning that I would kind-a vent.
So im going to tell you one of the moments I think affected me.
What started my “mask”
The making of my first layer if you will.
I was in kinder garden: I didn’t have any friends . . . not one.
I remember one of the boy’s in particular didn’t like me very much -or at all for that fact-
. . .
Well, in the middle of the school year I remember he started to be mean to me.
This was a little surprising to me; he didn’t like me -not that anyone did-But he just sent me glares from afar and hated me from distens.
He first started too verbally salt me, then it turned into throwing thing at me. Like sticks or little rocks.
But . . . one day I remember very clearly . . .
He punched me in the stomach . . . and he was a year and a half older then me.
He did this every day till the end of the year.
I remember when he used to come at me, I would keep walking awa
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Crap, you were back in the future, with Lutz and Felix. How the hell where you going to explain this?!
"WHAT IS DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?" Felix squealed, jumping of the bed, he picked up your laptop.
"Nothing! Put it down!" you hissed, looking towards the door.
You heard footsteps, "Is everything okay?"
"Yup, uh, Iggy just threw up." The little cat glared, from his spot on your dresser. You had thought that he had gone missing half way though the year in WWII Germany. Apaerently he had just been sent back before you.
"Well make sure you clean it up." You listened as she walked away. Breathing a sigh of relief, you turned back to the duo.
"Vell, vell ,vell. Who knew zat leibe had stuff like zis." Lutz was holding a black lace bra, smirking like an idiot.
"Give me that!" you hissed, snatching it away.
Leave it to him to find the underwear drawer in fifty seconds of ente
Patch and Nora " Yeah.. Sure, Vee, I gotta go wrap up Biology homework.. " Nora murmured into the phone, trying her best to make it sound boring and tedious. She grinned to herself, biting her lip. Patch sat at the end of her bed, his dark hair ruffled from before. Patch had to be the best biology partner ever.More Like This
" God, I know! Me too, " Vee didn't sound too concerned, " I know, I know, you need to get it done. Talk to you tomorrow. "
Click. Vee hung up.
Patch let his mouth quirk into a teasing grin, saying, " Here, I thought she'd never let you go.. " He scooted up on her bed, resting both of his hands on either side of her on the mattress. He leaned over her, his black eyes softening and glinting brightly.
" So.. Study time? " He smiled openly.
Nora grinned mischievously , wrapping her arms around his neck, " Yes.. Study time. "
Hush Hush Nora and Patch Nora Grey's thoughts Patch's thoughtsMore Like This
I can't find him, Can you see me?
I can't feel him, Can you hear me?
Where did you go? I'm right in front of you,
Are you still there? Open your eyes angel,
Or did our bond break? We are tied by the red thread of fate,
I love you! I love you too,
Please come back, I'm coming for you,
All I ask God,