trapped in your own world(s)
too tired to try
when it comes to real life
you've been there and back
we're all just the same, people
but we make it so hard to talk to each other
(i guess now I'm guilty of the same)
"I…I don't know. I'm just worried that, well, I haven't lived the most fun life so far. The point is…it doesn't take that much to make me happy, or smile for that matter. just the simple things…really. and I don't know whether that's enough for you to be happy, or satisfied, rather."
"…(hugs) does this make you happy?"
"…(rubs) You don't even know."
sometimes I don't want to be hugged (by a stranger)
but rather, I want to give one to someone
because maybe I can shed a little light
a little glimmer
a little myriad of hope
on someone else's life
when my life is already pretty far darn gone
there's honestly nothing more that I want
but to see the calmness in your eyes
a subtle smile on your lips
telling me that everything is at peace, for the moment
that we can both savor a few seconds, minutes, here in this spot
take a breather or two
before we set out into the grand foray once more.
I feel my own clock
ticking underneath my skin
telling me when to sleep
when to run
when to love
when to smile, and think happy things
telling me that I still have time left
that I am, I exist, I can.
that I'm here.
behind any anger
behind any outburst
there is sorrow
there is pain
and you always seem to be able to look beyond the moment
hit me in the source
and bring me peace
trapped in your own world(s)
too tired to try
when it comes to real life
you've been there and back
we're all just the same, people
but we make it so hard to talk to each other
(i guess now I'm guilty of the same)
"I…I don't know. I'm just worried that, well, I haven't lived the most fun life so far. The point is…it doesn't take that much to make me happy, or smile for that matter. just the simple things…really. and I don't know whether that's enough for you to be happy, or satisfied, rather."
"…(hugs) does this make you happy?"
"…(rubs) You don't even know."
sometimes I don't want to be hugged (by a stranger)
but rather, I want to give one to someone
because maybe I can shed a little light
a little glimmer
a little myriad of hope
on someone else's life
when my life is already pretty far darn gone
there's honestly nothing more that I want
but to see the calmness in your eyes
a subtle smile on your lips
telling me that everything is at peace, for the moment
that we can both savor a few seconds, minutes, here in this spot
take a breather or two
before we set out into the grand foray once more.
I feel my own clock
ticking underneath my skin
telling me when to sleep
when to run
when to love
when to smile, and think happy things
telling me that I still have time left
that I am, I exist, I can.
that I'm here.
behind any anger
behind any outburst
there is sorrow
there is pain
and you always seem to be able to look beyond the moment
hit me in the source
and bring me peace
i know a girl made of mercury;
silvery-white and iridescent,
she is her own liquid constellation.
she knows a broken love
but it does not mean she's broken.
it does not mean she's broken.
she is quicksilver against palms, blink
and she is already through your fingers,
but she makes me vermillion,
she is not broken.
i know a girl who thinks herself as ruined,
but i've seen her gentle hands forge and
her brilliant mind create.
there is nothing ruined about a girl
with a heart too big for her body.
after all, only the beautiful
think they are ruined.
she calls herself a caged bird
but songs s
I was hanging by a line
that I kept trying to climb
but I realized that the people there
just weren't so fine
so I cut myself loose
fell through the noose
slipped to the sea
and dropped to my knees
I found myself
and with the whole world a trouble,
I walked my own path
I found my own light
never dangled a rope in front of others like before
and found peace