The restless feeling within the confines of my bed
Play tricks on me and the thoughts inside my head.
The feeling of being alone and being lonely
Makes the room feel vast and I cant look ahead.I used to see the future clearly with arms open wide,
A girl who fought the tears and never cried,
But the future changes with every passing moment
And a girl once held her head up high with a sense of pride.The restless feeling within these four walls
Makes the moments of being alone in the halls
Completely forgettable and memorable, all the same
But the four walls dont erase the feeling of being so small.We can fall apart and come back together a...
And We're Coming Undone by onelastminuet, literature
Literature
And We're Coming Undone
With my heart on my sleeve and were coming undone
And Im opening my eyes and staring at the sun,
Trying to remember the kind of person I wanted to be
Before we started, before I broke, I just wanted to be me.With my eyes closed tight, words on the tip of my tongue
And broken promises all around me while Im coming undone.
I dont want to be the kind of girl that I hate,
And I dont want to be the kind of person with nothing at stake.With my heart on my sleeve and were coming apart
And were drowning on dry land and breaking our hearts,
We close our eyes and spin around and dont look down
Because well stop if we do and drop to the grou...
Drop my heart and say my name
And tell me how its not a game.
Break my heart and turn away
Because theres nothing left to say.Turn around and look at me
Tell me this is how itll be.
Turn around and walk away
Because the world fades to gray.Run to me and tell me all
About how youll return my calls.
Run to me then journey on
Knowing Ill be here when youre gone.Tell me all about how you feel
And that its something very real.
Tell me all about how you dream
When nothing is what it seems.Turn around and say my name
And tell me how things stay the same.
Turn around and break away
Because its just another day.Tell me to look at the sky
An...
Sometimes I find it difficult to express how I feel in a letter.
I never know how someones going to take what I have to say,
If the sarcasm seems honest and the honesty seems too blunt.Sometimes I find it difficult to know if you know what Im trying to say
Because sometimes I wear my heart on my sleeve and open myself up
Just to tell you when Im feeling down and when Im on top of the world.Sometimes I find it difficult to wake up in the morning
After a night spent thinking too much about everything that I said to you
Because you close yourself off and I dont know whats going through your mind.Sometimes I find it difficult to go to sl...
Its 2am and Im still staring at the ceiling,
Its 2am and were still talking on the phone
About anything and everything and nothing really fazes me.
But I trust that things will change and
I trust that well be together because
Maybe, baby, this is how its meant to be.
We were both kinda broken when I first met you,
We were both kinda tired when I first saw you,
But things changed and we heal and we opened up our eyes.Its 3am and Im still reading what you sent me
Its 3am and Im still wondering whats on your mind,
Because my heart is open and yours is still broken.
But I dream of someday where youll wake up and
See that this was s...
I tried writing you a letter while I watched you sleep,
Your head against the pillow, I pushed your hair back
And gave you a kiss before I pulled myself out of bed.
I picked up a pen and a notebook and tried to write something,
Something honest, something true, something real
Just a letter to you to tell you how I feel,
But words failed me.I wondered what you were thinking about with your eyes closed,
If you were dreaming of me like I do of you
And if it made you happy to know that I care about you.
I tried writing you a letter to convey how I feel
And I stayed up watching you sleep before I finally went back to bed,
I slipped my arms arou...
In this great big world by onelastminuet, literature
Literature
In this great big world
I'm a little less sure of today than I was yesterday,
I'm a little less certain of what is right and what is wrong,
I'm a little less happy of what my life's become,
But I can't see that because I can't know that.In this great big world,
What kind of pretend happiness can we have?
What kind of person can I be
If I turn a blind eye to what I know.I'm a little more cautious of how I act,
And I'm a little more disappointed today, of all days,
But I'm a little more censored when I speak my mind,
But I can't see that because I won't admit that.In this great big world,
I fall apart when I cannot breathe.
And in my heart of hearts,
I cannot breat...
I lay in a nest of blankets
As I listen to a static lullaby;
Where all the words are the same
And all the notes blend together.I close my eyes to hear the words,
Over and over and over again.
I wish I could fall asleep,
But all I see is you.My eyes are closed and all is dark
But even in the black I see
Something bright, something real,
Something I want, something I don't have.I wish I could just fall asleep
In my nest of blankets
With arms around me and
Your breath against my shoulder.But I dream of smiles and happier times,
And the way we fit, hand in hand.
And as I drift off to sleep, sleep at last,
I turn towards you and just ask you th...
Penny For Your Thoughts by onelastminuet, literature
Literature
Penny For Your Thoughts
The girl grimaced at the student identification card that had just been handed to her. Her photograph was horrible, she noted silently, when she saw herself smiling up from the shiny surface of the card. Bright blue eyes sparkled from camera lights and a toothy smile showed two neat, tidy rows of teeth. And then there was her name, it was long enough that it had to be specially printed in a smaller size of a font. Princess Penelope Olivia Elliot-Abbot-Woods The text was small enough that the girl had to squint just a little to read her name properly, even with her glasses on. Princess wasn’t a title though, or a nickname, it was just that ...
And she doesn't realize why
He says that she's pretty;
The girl next door,
The girl without a smile,
The girl with a sunrise
Across her eyes.He stands there to speak
But she cannot listen.
He stands there to hear her
But she cannot speak.But while she is standing there, while she is feeling broken
On the inside of her almost-empty shell;
She feels complete
As she realizes that the boy next door,
Her knight in shining armor, her prince charming,
Cares about her.Then the world around her changes, it moves
Differently, more carefully.
Like whimsical dance steps across
A pool of broken glass.
But she is visible now to him.He can see her.But wi...
Drifting down from the sky. by onelastminuet, literature
Literature
Drifting down from the sky.
His fingers were itching to be touching the cool plastic and metal surfaces of a plane console. He wanted to feel the comfortable chair enveloping his body as he controlled the metal tube with wings. He wanted to go back up into the air again. Sure, it was nice to stop being a bird from time to time, but Gavin's heart was up in the sky. With the birds, with the clouds. He missed it so much. The engine failure hadn't been his fault, he knew that. Gavin could remember hearing the sputtering of the plane's engine before it died out completely. The engine stalled and burst into life before it stalled again and it did not burst into life a seco...
Speak, the words fall from your lips
And so daringly you say what you feel,
But your eyes lie where your words do not.
The world could choke on your remains
And you wouldn't move a muscle because
The world is not what you want it to be.
You're the winner, you have to win;
Or else the world will scrawl your name
Into a piece of stone as a lost, a loser.So gingerly you raise your hand,
So close the warmth from your fingertips
Warms my cheeks.
But you're still far away
I can barely see you.
Or what you want, or what you do.
You're not speaking.
No words are forming from your mind
The silence is stabbing, draining, killing.A blame is a blame i...
Sometimes being like Alice doesn’t seem half bad.
I could go and drown in my own depression,
Drink half my life away until I just walk away
And walk until I fall down a rabbit hole.
Then just disappear forever.I could have a tea party in Wonderland,
Make friends with the Mad Hatter,
Who’s been alone long enough to go mad;
I could chase the rabbit around the world,
And meet with the Queen of Hearts again.But being Alice has it’s downsides, I suppose.
Take a potion: go big, small, purple, green,
And everything else in-between.
But for once in my life, I’ve got to learn
That a trip to Wonderland can’t fix everything.Because once upon a time, ...
Sunday October 25 DONE Chem - prereading quiz (NAS) Monday October 26 Biol - Paper (self-induced deadline) - first draft Tuesday October 27 Ordering high school transcripts (MUST REMEMBER!) Wednesday October 28 Thursday October 29 Biol - Lab prereading Friday October 30 DONE Psyc - Abstract (online)
Trip to beach for algae project!
Volunteering Saturday October 31 2/7
Sunday October 18 DONE Chem - prereading quiz
Buying rainboots! Monday October 19 Tuesday October 20 Ordering high school transcripts Wednesday October 21 DONE Biol - Review session (evening) Thursday October 22 DONE Biol - Midterm (7-8pm, bleh) Friday October 23 DONE Chem - Online assignment due
DONE Volunteering
DONE Psyc - Research for paper + abstract Saturday October 24 6/8