take no more romance
for another symphony
could never play your heart
like mine.
i am the conductor
and i am the musicians
and i have been playing this song
for so long
but i don't think you can hear it
yet
so i have been practicing,
we have been practicing,
me, the conductor,
and me, the musicians,
all lined up in our places
playing the same song
over and over
i can see me, the cellist,
glaring at me, the conductor,
because we have been practicing for hours
and, as billy collins would say,
now it is very late,
even for musicians
but i have to do this right,
we have to get this right,
and play every note
just as it w
I don't know
how high up
an airplane is
during takeoff or landing,
when the people become miniatures
of their true selves
and the cars could be toys
in the hands of a young boy, about 7 or 8.
But my favorite part of this limbo,
this place somewhere between the ground and the sky,
are the swimming pools
sitting quietly in the backyards of suburbia.
From this height,
they're only bg enough for a finger or two of mine
to take a dip,
but they look refreshing nonetheless.
From this angle,
with the tilt of the plane,
and the afternoon sun
hitting just right,
on the surface of every pool,
including the dirty green ones
and the
i guess the moon gets tired too
because the flickering,
moving,
breathing,
shadows of dying trees
aren't projected into my room
tonight.
maybe the moon
gets depressed too
because it left its family
and its home
and its now stuck
orbiting the earth
watching a life it can't
belong to
wishing it could come back...
but it doesn't speak.
it's sorry.
i feel this lonlieness
trying to choke me
squeezing my heart
but not too hard
its so light that
i could ignore it,
but i know its there
gently pushing in on me
quietly squeezing
killing me
i feel the silence
creeping up my throat
drying it
making my vocal chords
parched
i cant speak
i can just breath bubbles
tiny, tiny bubbles
that float out of my mouth
and into the sky
and pop
and thats the only noise that i can make
i'm sorry
my feet
are soft
and fragile
and clean.
they soaked in that water
for hours
and all the bad
washed off.
they're new
having never
been exposed
to dirt.
they belong to a child
they don't belong to me
they're innocent
they're too innocent
to be mine.
i am not innocent.
these are not my feet.
my mouth isn't innocent;
i remember what it has said.
my eyes aren't innocent;
i remember what they have seen.
my mind isn't innocent;
i remember
what i've thought.
in case you were wondering,
i
hate
you.
you think that you're better than me
newflash:
you aren't
you speak down to me
in that sarcastic
pretend-concerned tone
when really
you just want me to realize
that you're better than me
but you're not
you're not
you're not
and you never will be
the sad thing is...
i don't hate you
and you dont think that you're better than me
i just need
something
to hate.
"Easy," is her new favorite word. We'll be loading the dishwasher, clanking the dishes around. "Easy," she'll say, then she'll wisper it again: "easy..."
She says it when the lights are too bright. 'Too bright' meaning on. Ever since it happened, we live in a cave; whispering, living by the light of flashlights.
I remember when it wasn't like this. Not too long ago we were a regular family. Lizzie was always the "good" one. Mom loved her more, it was obvious. When she died, Mom blamed me. I don't know why. I remember when we got the phone call. "Whore!" my mom shrieked at me. "How could you do this to her?" I didn't even know what had happ
you've got me so confused
I'm falling
detatched
living in two seperate worlds
nobody knows
me
they don't know the pain I'm in
I don't know what to do
I've been betrayed
I wish
I could
just
dissapear
I'm slipping under
never talking
Hiding from myself
the world i knew
has left me
Because nothing's real
it'll all just dissapear
and leave me here
standing in this crowd
alone
My monsters weigh me down
hiding around every corner
an evil smile
the glint inside their eyes
my shoulders sag
with responsibility
the pressure to succed
trips me
as they laugh
you help me up
like them, you're with me to the end
Can't anybody see her?
nobody speaks
as she walks
nobody hears her
nobody loves her
she is so alone
she looks for shelter
from the battle of her life
she starts to speak
but no one listens
anoter soul
lost
I'm laying here
same as you left me
but still you look away
you ignore my cries of pain
I'm laying here
same as you left me
would it be so hard to try
to try and recognize me?
you let go of me
a long time ago
you let me sink into the dark
you let me fall so far away
(maybe **)I've been laying here
for so long
with no one to love me
no one to call my own
**The going's gotten rough
the trail has gotten tough
but i never gave up looking
looking for you
*I'm laying here
same as you left me
but still you look away
you ignore my cries of pain
**This journey for you
was it all in vain
cause now i'm going home
and i'm stil
In the night
I soar
high above the trees
I fly
with the eagles
wrapped in a blanket of clouds
I'm free
wind rushing through my hair
I soar
and forget all my troubles
I fly
to my crystal house in the sky
a place you'll never be
not even while you sleep
You hide on a box
I try to break through
but you're always so far away
you are wrapped in a mystery
the girl who walks on clouds
you surround yourself with people
but they don't know you either
i'm wasting my time on you
you don't care
and I try not to
you shut me out
am i
forgotton?
I'd wait for you
till the end of time
but i'm so scared
you'd pass me by
I'd wait for you till
you were done
I'd wait for you till
the war was won
But when all was through
when all was done
could i count on you
to be the one?
She is dead
lifeless
an empy shell
we take her away
limp
her body no longer warm
without her child
the mother is lost
she runs in circles
screaming
then the stranger says
"In time, you'll all forget."
I don't want to miss you
but I do
I miss your warmth
your wide white smile
the one you used
to change who I saw you to be
But I guess I was deceived
because you're not that guy
I'm kiss-less, restless, smile-less,
loveless
without you
I hate it
I hate you
not really
but I can try.
I am damp.
drained from the hot water
of my shower
my skin smells
like chemical apricots
but I am so soft.
running my fingers
along my arm
I wonder
about you
do you still care about me?
do you notice all the small things
about me?
How soft my skin is,
The paperclip I am wearing
instead of a button,
My affection for purses?
Do you know anything about me?
I don't think you do.
but I smile anyway
and pretend that everything
is ok
even though I'm lonely
and I'm hurting
and you haven't said
a word to me
since football season.
Current Residence: austin Favourite genre of music: no metal. for some reason, i don't enjoy someone screaming at me about poking out their eyes... MP3 player of choice: ipod Skin of choice: skin? skin of choice? um... I'll take my own skin, thank you.
So answer these questions on a comment + then post the questions in a comment nd i'll answer them for u too. But tell me to go to it or i might forget.
1. I'll respond with something random about you
2. I'll tell you what song/ movie reminds me of you
3. I'll tell you something that only makes sense to you + me
4. I'll tell you my first/ clearest memory of you
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you
7. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.