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in the dark

DARK.  Yea that was supposed to be scary. I would recommend reading this at night.     Let the air come inside And shiver my spine Let me feel it Freeze my body   It’s dark outside I’m imagining in my mind That someone's watching But keeps disappearing   The curtain is moving Tube light is glowing The air is freezing Looks like it’s working The drug in the breeze That you put here   I hold my book like an armour Hoping it would protect me from you I know you're watching Tell me what's so interesting   One minute I see your head One minute I see your hands One minute I see you falling off the building One minute I see you flying   In the dark Into the dark Through the dark You  are the dark   I have been looking at you for an hour I still can't figure who you are   I was scared But now I'm not You just need a friend Because you're alone   Suddenly a lightning Revealing you to me I rub my eyes And you're already On your way to me...

hate

 We all heard about songs that are about liking or “loving” someone so I wrote this song about hating a person.   I have learnt about enemies to lovers But this time it’s the opposite   Oh no we have never been lovers And now I’m hoping we don’t even be friends   I kinda had a crush on you But then I saw the whole you Frankly speaking, the like meter came down by a lot Well I still decided to give it a shot   Months rolled by Noticed a lot of mistakes   Oooh it’s the way you walk The way you talk The way you make the lava in me boil   It’s in your words It’s in your ugly eyes I really want to make you disappear   I don’t hate a person by their looks But you gave me a lot more than the way you look   It’s your personality It’s your whole vibe It’s you.   I hate you. You’re the person I hate the most In the whole world   Oh, I hate you the most even at 6 feet far ...

listener

   I'm naturally a speaker Someone who speaks a lot That they deserve a podcast And yearns to have a YouTube channel With just them spe aking All day, all night long   An extrovert With love for their voice A terrible singer With an awesome music taste A funny person With humour so dark And finally a loud one With too many jokes on board   The catch? It’s you   But with you, I want to be a listener I want to listen to you speak   You don’t talk a lot But when you do I just want to stare at you With love in my eyes   I may not be the best listener in the world I’m not used to keeping my mouth shut for long But for you, I’ll try to be even good And always trying to be better   I could easily spend hours Just with you And talking with you And listening to you   I want you to be talkative with me And only me And I’ll be your listener And yours only ~The End~ i have a hard time listening to people. sometimes i'm afraid i might be turning into an i...

scared for us

    There’s a lot going in my head I’m scared of what’s ahead   People are scary They have eyes and Ears on the Back of their heads   I would never be scared If I never loved you But I did and now I feel like it was a mistake   I’m scared for us Falling apart And never being Who we’re before   I look in the mirror And see a fraud Who never got her shit together Because she is at fault   I’m scared of my future But I wanna fight alone I don’t need another Because too many cooks spoil the stew   People are scary With their eyes and Ears at the Back of their heads   I think I’m gonna Live the high school drama Hope it don’t Leave a trauma   I’m scared of us Not sure of what we would become   I'm scared of us Scared that the eyes around Would deceive us Leave us wounded   I’m scared that maybe The people who I loved Would turn their back on us And leave us deserted   Everything seems scarier I’m scared of the eyes I’m scared o...

like a mannequin

  This is for all my 'therapist friends' who are not just a therapist. But humans, like us.   You would give me key and I could talk Am I a mannequin or a toy from the store?   You come to me to spill your tea But right when I start, you leave   I’m just a therapist for your rants No matter how late (it is 3 am)   All you want is someone to just listen to your shit While you leave them when the deed is done   I know you give zero darns But oh boy, I give you so much love   I feel like a mannequin I fight the battle within   Alone, always But you, under rays                                                                                                   Life felt lifeless With no one to listen to me I ...

why i think living is better than dy1ng

Everyone has their own versions and this is mine.   Trail Of Thoughts-  17   In this episode of trail of thoughts, I’ll be presenting my arguments on why being alive is better than otherwise.   Before I start, I want to tell you something. I am posting this now because last night I wanted to be the “otherwise”. Why? Simple, it’s the stress and pressure. Pressure from whom? Me. It’s the same old perfectionist in me feeding me all the intrusive thoughts. It says that it’s too late and nothing can be done better and right now everything is a mess and it will stay the same no matter how much I try. Now (the next morning) that I think about it, it sounds quite stupid and foolish. Reminds me of something my teacher told me when she saw the stress in my eyes. She said, “If you’re stressed about the future, try living for one day”. That got me pondering about life and living.   If you read any of my posts, you will understand that I focus mainly on livin...

the bridge between us and elders is slowly building yet breaking

  Sto-rini - 11 Today, something happened.   Everyone (kids and their mothers) was in a room just chit chatting. The kids were playing a game and suddenly one of them gets hurt. She says, “You hurt my feelings, my feelings are hurt” and rushes off.   I just sat there in a surprise actually. I was laughing because it felt funny and I was also happy she said that it hurt her. But ultimately it came off funny for me. It could’ve ended there but one of the mothers says, “I hate when kids sulk”. I didn’t like it. That hurt MY feelings. But I didn’t say so. Then another mother adds “whats so bad about (that topic that hurt the girl)?” I felt the need to interfere. I knew that girl was too young t defend herself and i also needed to have a beef with someone. (It has been long).   I said, “Even I would be embarrassed in that age”. The woman was surprised and turned her complete attention towards me. She looked like she had to hear it again to comprehend it so I d...