Bursting‚Äč

I’m bursting at the seams because¬†all the things I want to tell you I’m not allowed to say My entirety is straining, do you notice how hard I’m trying to keep it in I’m exhausted from always watching myself But oh well Guess I’ll just have to wait Till you ask me for my opinion…

Oh So Glad

I sat by myself for a long time Not feeling lonely But not feeling much of anything either You gave me a smile and offered your hand I accepted And oh how things have changed. Because now I’m lonely when I’m by myself. And I feel all the emotions I was missing and when you…

My Version of You

I don’t think I like you, not really. Maybe I like the idea of you more than anything else. Maybe I like the version of you I keep seeing in my daydreams. So it wouldn’t be fair to say I like you Because as of right not, I only like my version of you And…

Tears

Why are you crying? Are you sad? No, no, not at all. Then why? Why not? There are so many things in my heart right now And their all good things So I let it out by crying, Don’t you find tears wonderfully? If I could choose, tears would be the most precious substance in…

Tonight

Tonight is a sit-down and write all my feelings down kind of night Tonight is a stretch out on the couch and cry because of how much everyone loves you kind of night Tonight is a let your heart swell with the sound of someone’s voice kind of music tonight is a stay up late…

Small then Big

Everything is too small Until it gets too big I feel like I’m stuck in a loop A loop where I go from feeling so small and trapped and then so big and overwhelming either way. it’s too loud and too silent too bright and too dark not worth it worth too much and an…

I want to feel real

But what do you want? I want to feel real Real? Yes. I want to feel like I’m myself. Not a copy of those around me How are you going to do that? Not sure yet? Any ideas? No… but when you figure it out, can you tell me how to do it? You mean…

Talent

Please don’t tell me I’m talented. Because I’m not. I’m just sitting here. Typing what I wish I had Who I wish I could be. And I’m not talented. Just still learning to cope with all these raw feelings That won’t mean anything in a few months.  

I Know

I already know I already know I know I can’t compare I know I can’t be you But I want to still try I want to still try Because if I can just be a little bit of you It could be enough Because if I can mimic a fraction of you, I could help…

Same Page

  We’re not on the same page Because you’re a thick classic With gold rimmed pages and metaphors so beautiful that it causes weeping. We’re not on the same page Because I’m an old battered paper of no punctuation and half baked ideas that make people’s brows furrow and their eyes squint. We’re not on…