Tag: thoughts
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Tell Me Again
Say It Louder
So happy.
So real.
So true.
People around me always saying what they think is best when really they just sounding like a bunch of fools.
Always telling me what to do.
Who I really want to be, or what I want to become.
I’m a disappointment, I’m stupid!
I may just now repeat the same cycle like I was told.
Because who I really want to become will just be a whole fuzz.
Not to me, but to whom…
Shall I prove!?
This house.
This car.
These pets.
I’m different, and I’m just not like the rest.
So tell me otherwise, but look me in the eyes!
Please!
Or else… goodbye.
… for now.
But that’s ok, cause I’m still me, and you’re still you.
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So Peaceful, So Calm
Always Thinking Of You
So clear,
So beautiful.
All so sudden, feeling sentimental.
This wind so breezy, putting me at ease.
Thinking how crazy time flies, and everything still revolves around me.
I live for today, but thinking the past.
Reminding myself consistently how I still live for me.
When everything around still seems to be the same.
I hate to say it.
But fuck the past!
I live for tomorrow.
And everyday.
So don’t define me past,
Cause this is my world!
My life!
But thanks anyways.
Ok, that’s it for me.
I miss you. I love you.
I hope you enjoy your special day.
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Waves Of Life
Power Of Happiness
Sensational– LOVE. JOY. KINDNESS.
Finding something good without having to look for it.
The desire of wanting and giving, but don’t know exactly how.
Not being able to explain what you’re feeling emotionally, but it’s just there.
Unnameable feels. Untold thoughts.
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I Was A Kid
Then To Now
I wish I was a kid,
Being able to wake up again without any worries.
Everything is gonna be ok.
Living by that constant reminder…
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO.
You see, I have this whole idea on how things work. When something goes wrong, I think about how everything is gonna be ok, yet I get lost in a way and don’t know what to do.
He wishes he could just go back in time to when he was a kid. Where he had no worries about anything. Money, jobs, family, anything really. Always being told everything is gonna be ok. Kind of, sort of makes him see what’s going on around him, ok. And everything really… is gonna be ok no matter what. Living by that makes him confused in a way, because always thinking about how everything is gonna be ok, but it’s really not. He doesn’t know what to do exactly. He only sees it as ok, because ok is good, and good in a way makes him feel… not sad.
ITS OKAY NOT TO BE OK.





