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i am perceived differently by
everyone
what i thought was “right”
wasn’t
they condemn me, making me
see
their way
I already see their way.
they don’t see mine
they don’t understand me
they don’t think i am human
(No)
I am not Human.
everyone
what i thought was “right”
wasn’t
they condemn me, making me
see
their way
I already see their way.
they don’t see mine
they don’t understand me
they don’t think i am human
(No)
I am not Human.
Literature
Split second.
Find me a way to save me from myself,
all the streets are empty of thoughts;
your company is enough. You hold me
down on a spot. I find the keys to my home,
it's your name that opens the door.
Still, all photographs are useless;
we're not in any of them. We're a dream
short of reality. We sleep constantly
waiting for the wake up call. A ring
that calls us both to the empty houses
we once left behind.
Still, we hold on; our hands untied
of one another, our wrists still tied
to our will. We look at the distance,
like we measure our own. We can't
cross our line of sight without feeling
desperately alone.
Still, I find me ways to
Literature
My Soul is Black
Black feathers, swirling against a black billowing cloud of forgotted ages.
Black feathers, falling soft and harsh against my skin, black and vivid.
Black, the colour of hopelessness.
Black, the colour of hope.
What's so bad about it? I live in blackness.
The soothing colour reflects my thoughts.
Why don't they listen to me?
Why can't they see me?
What difference does it make?
I go around everyday, with the spreading bloodstain of black on my soul.
The classmates never notice my pining, my longing for love;
Just for a different life.
Black sky, stretching out, across the vastness of the empty world.
The world that holds no futur
Literature
Secrets
I prefer to stick with my secrets.
The less you know about me, the less i can disappoint you.
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I don’t want to talk. No one accepts or understands that.
"What I want from you
Is empty your head
They say be true
Don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me
Like a rootless tree
What I want from us
Is empty our minds
We fake a fuss
And fracture the times
We go blind
When we've needed to see
And it leans on me
Like a rootless...
So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing to you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
Then hate me so good that you can let me out
Let me out of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out,
Let me out of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out"
Rootless Tree by Damien Rice. This piece was in my mind when I was writing this.
"What I want from you
Is empty your head
They say be true
Don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me
Like a rootless tree
What I want from us
Is empty our minds
We fake a fuss
And fracture the times
We go blind
When we've needed to see
And it leans on me
Like a rootless...
So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing to you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
Then hate me so good that you can let me out
Let me out of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out,
Let me out of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out"
Rootless Tree by Damien Rice. This piece was in my mind when I was writing this.
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... lovely.. what else can I say?