Words that penetrate and thoughts that suffocate
All their whispers make it hard to concentrate
Barred doors guard things I thought I could communicate
Now with broken intentions, I'm unsure how to compensate
I feel the cold eyes resting on my skin
Laughter twisting my heart like a cloth
I shrink so small while the pain keeps growing
And in the hurt and hatred, I become lost
So I sink deep inside my own soul, my own self
I am alone and pensive in thought
In my pristine little world that no one can touch
Reflecting on darkness; I'll never be caught
But that pristine little world keeps me separate from him
Locked up alone, di
Like a nervous little schoolgirl
Trying to belong
She sits and waits for someone
To reassure her she's not wrong
She's quietly observing
Waiting for her chance
To show she's one of them
A complex duet two parties dance
It's all about the timing
The way she just chimes in
The anxious undertones of her chirpy voice
Show her desperation to fit in
But despite her need of their acceptance
She knows they'll never dance the same
Because she follows a different beat
That lights her soul aflame
The little girl sat quietly
In the dim light of her room
With her pencil to her sketch pad
She was drawing to her doom
At first the girl drew pretty things
Flowers dancing on the page
But when hope began to fade away
Darkness took the stage
The flowers started wilting
The sun not quite so bright
The colors, now masked with gray,
Hid creatures that could bite
Innocence forgotten
The girl thought the drawing done
With no more nightmares left to draw
The world held no more fun
She renounced drawing altogether
And put away her tools
She waited to be consumed by shadow
Like all the other fools
But then she felt a pang of hope
Don't give me any jewelry
Or pointless shiny things
Put away your wallet
And save luxury for kings
When I look into my mirror
And see a spoiled girl inside
It won't make me any happier
If you're not by my side
So spare me all the presents
I don't want to drown
In a sea of lover's gifts
It'll only weigh me down
I don't want your flowers
Those cliché chocolates are a crime
I just want to love you
Please be my valentine?
Words that penetrate and thoughts that suffocate
All their whispers make it hard to concentrate
Barred doors guard things I thought I could communicate
Now with broken intentions, I'm unsure how to compensate
I feel the cold eyes resting on my skin
Laughter twisting my heart like a cloth
I shrink so small while the pain keeps growing
And in the hurt and hatred, I become lost
So I sink deep inside my own soul, my own self
I am alone and pensive in thought
In my pristine little world that no one can touch
Reflecting on darkness; I'll never be caught
But that pristine little world keeps me separate from him
Locked up alone, di
Like a nervous little schoolgirl
Trying to belong
She sits and waits for someone
To reassure her she's not wrong
She's quietly observing
Waiting for her chance
To show she's one of them
A complex duet two parties dance
It's all about the timing
The way she just chimes in
The anxious undertones of her chirpy voice
Show her desperation to fit in
But despite her need of their acceptance
She knows they'll never dance the same
Because she follows a different beat
That lights her soul aflame
The little girl sat quietly
In the dim light of her room
With her pencil to her sketch pad
She was drawing to her doom
At first the girl drew pretty things
Flowers dancing on the page
But when hope began to fade away
Darkness took the stage
The flowers started wilting
The sun not quite so bright
The colors, now masked with gray,
Hid creatures that could bite
Innocence forgotten
The girl thought the drawing done
With no more nightmares left to draw
The world held no more fun
She renounced drawing altogether
And put away her tools
She waited to be consumed by shadow
Like all the other fools
But then she felt a pang of hope
She's broken bad, shattered into a million pieces.
And it seems like no matter how much I love her, her confidence decreases.
Everything and everybody ruined that girl before I could save her.
And now that I'm here, her life is nothing but a disaster.
I thought that I could say some things, and that would make it all better.
But now that I've seen her for what she is, I might as well just talk forever.
She's not damaged goods or a hopeless case.
She just needs some structure and a solid base.
But I can only do so much when she won't see what I see.
I'm running out of things to say, and this girl doesn't make it easy.
I keep thinking
Is it too much to ask,
Too just pause the life around you .and take a break?
I just need a break. I just need a moment,
To sit down in this blinding bright hall,
And hold myself together.
Like a broken porcelain doll.
I feel my skin shattering.
Clattering, to the frozen floor.
This little, broken doll,
Falls in front of your door.
Crawling, reaching towards the bronze handle,
Before my fingertips can make a sound,
I disintegrate all together,
Leaving behind nothing but the golden ring,
I promised to wear for you.
Hello World and all who inhabit it! My name is Shay and I'm 16. I used to dye my hair wild colors (now it's just henna dyed) and I LOVE drawing, writing poetry, and singing. I'm kind of an insane fangirl. Homestuck and anime and vocaloid and japan and plushies and cons I <3 it all. :3 I am a feminist. I believe gender equality is an important thing for our society to reach if we want to get anywhere. I don't really like anything conventional. I strive to be an individual. My boyfriend and my friends are the most important things to me in the world. I don't know how I would survive without them. So that's me in a nutshell.. except it's not a nutshell.. it's a textbox. Both compact ways of containing different things. Okay I'm really done now. Bye-Bye~ Current Residence: Connecticut Favourite genre of music: Right now, vocaloid. Does that count? Personal Quote: As long as you have the will to, you can do anything.
WOW I MADE MY FIRST FANART LIKE EVER AND POSTED IT ON DEVIANT ART AND I'M SO EXCITED EVEN THOUGH IT SUCKS!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
My dad didn't believe it was mine at first though...
Oh well.
I need to start reading homestuck again.
Soooooo. I'm at school. Le school. Ssschoooooooooooolll. OTL
The day is almost over. I can do it. Or maybe I can't. I guess I'll see.
It needs to be friday again. Now.
Or July. July would be nice. My boyfriend will be here in July...
*facepepsican* Impatience sucks. It's like trying to run somewhere because you're so excited to get there that you simply can't contain yourself, but then you someone grabs you by your shirt and pulls you backwards and you're trying to get free so you can start running again but you can't and.. and..Hey! Inspiration! INSPIRATION.
...
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Immaaaaaginaaatiooonnn!
I'm crazy. It's okay, you don't have to sa
:happybounce: I'm in a good mood :3
I'm with my friend and my little cousin and maybe going to peachwave later and another friend's house afterward and YAY. I also totally can't wait for my boyfriend to wake up and get online :eager:
but.. he's asleep and I shouldn't wake him up.. :nuu:
BUT OTHER THAN THAT EVERYTHING'S PERFECT :la:
I'm so excited everything seems to be going so well!!!! :squee:
seeeyaaa