city against the flaming sun? The empty beaches, abandoned parks, forgotten cars, and lifeless intersections? How 'bout the king of this godless and purposeless maze? Or, maybe "King" is the wrong word to use. The guest. The inhabitant, prisoner, etc..
It's a wild place. The...
sit with, is all I think I am. Maybe someone to point out all the flaws with, whilst sitting on a bridge somewhere peaceful. We could climb a tree and observe everything from our branch, bopping our heads to the soothing of our music.
I literally spend hours contemplating...
but due to the bullying I received in primary school I became distant towards other people. I always feel slightly uncomfortable when meeting or talking to other people.
Later on in life, these teenage years of mine, my parents threatened to disown me (but due to my fake acting...
I believe that couples should be distant to an extent. I think that a bit of autonomy breeds freedom and longevity. My parents love each other but they are both individuals who do not smother each other or try to manipulate each other. I try to live this way too after being...
Sometimes I feel I cannot be open. Some people you owe the truth to and some you don't, to varying degrees. You don't have to tell someone things just because they ask; not everyone has to know everything about you.
Some you don't have to be open with but it's healthy if you...
Can't say things I need to say.
It's there beneath the surface.
I don't feel open enough anymore
and I don't care to fix it.
I just want to rest.
I just want peace.
I don't want to try.
I want the world to go away.
I want to forget.
Let me forget.
clouds fog grass...
but not pass
through the wall
Isn't there anything at all
even a tiny step, that I can do?
Not me, the girl with hair so blue
The girl who likes to wear a tail
who sometimes wants to be a male
The one who when passing, people stare
At her tail, then her blue hair
The pained and ever heavy rain, the slices of lightning tearing at the already hemorrhaging sky. Everything's so wounded and helpless, here. From this very unparticular desk office, high above the labyrinth of a life less city that only exist in the spaces between my brain...