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[Random] Zwei Gedichte

Hallo auch! Ich hab heute zwei Gedichte geschrieben weil Mozzarella ((:
Mögt ihr eigentlich Mozzarella? Wenn nicht, da ist die Tür *freundlich lächel* *Tür aufhalt*
Whatever, ich war heute episch und hab Gedichte geschrieben und mein aktuelles Kapitel zuende geschrieben und mich nebenbei noch in der Küche und in der Schule überschlagen (okay, da hab ich eigentlich nur geschlafen), also Applaus für mich bitte.
Hier kommt Numero Uno mit dem krassen Titel 'a poem'. Achja, beide sind auf Englisch weil schönere Wörter und Mozzarella und Baum und wem das nicht passt, die Tür hat sich nicht von der Stelle bewegt... *grins*
Also, hier:

a poem

I'm sick and tired
Tired of sitting at the window,
Waiting for a day
That won't ever come

I'm sick and tired
Sick of turning around every now and then,
Thinking for once
That you're here

I'm tossing and turning
With closed closed eyes yet awake
Waiting for the tears to dry,
Thinking about me and my life,

I'm sitting on the window seat,
Staring out in the rain
Singing a song,
Writing a poem and reading to myself

Slowly but surely I begin
To understand all about this sin
They call it love, I call it pain,
Absolutely nothing for us to gain

As long as you keep ignoring me
I will never come to be
Happy in a world that is ruled by hate
In which all lines blur and fade

I'm sick and tired of loving you without an end
Having to fear every second for our eyes to meet

I'm sick and tired of turning every time someone else
Wears a thing I learnt to love on you
I'm sure love looks gorgeous on you

I'm shouting and screaming,
Running and praying
My eyes down but still awake,
Singing and crying in the rain

Slowly yet surely I began
Running lonely roads without end
Feeling right yet somehow wrong
But still my love goes on

Tatataaaa! Are you ready for the next one? Es trägt den etwas kreativeren Titel 'Perfection' und ist aus Inspiration von Hovüüs (@SaveAsDraft - mein Handy kennt dieses Profil immer noch nicht) Buch "Schmutziges Konfetti". Das ihr jetzt alle lesen werdet. Also gleich. Wenn ich hier fertig bin. Here we go!

perfection

Like angels in the sky
They compete as if it's their last
Exaggerate, talk loud, way too much
Show their beauty, their perfection

Colourful confetti in the air
And they dance beneath it, armes stretched out
Dancing as if there was no tomorrow
Show off their moves, their endless perfection

Perfection
Perfect faces, bodies, voices
Like angels, white and pure,
Dancing in colours from blue to red
Turning more beautiful every second
Dancing their breath away,
Defining the perfection

Like fairies with golden hair
They ride in the wind and spread their wings
They fly high yet do not fall
Show their skill, their flying, never ending perfection

Colourful pictures show their lives
And they talk about it as if it's someone else's
Talking as if they wouldn't care
Yet inside they know they're endless perfection

Perfection
Perfect skills, talent, hands
Like they were born to be artists
Painting in colours from red to green
Making their era more colourful every second,
Painting others breathes away
Defining the perfection

Like rain and dust
I'm sitting here, matching the rainy sky
Dreaming as though never to wake up
Yet they never become reality as if it isn't meant to be

Colourful confetti in the air,
But I am colour blind
Hoping for clear blue skies and climbing trees,
For a new world without their endless perfection

Perfection
Perfect hair, make-up, nails
As if to be accepted, you need to sell your soul
Long have I given up to be like them
Like angels in the sky, spreading colours from green to grey,
Painting others breathes away
Defining the perfection

Okay ich bin müde und weil ich armes Opfer ja morgen zur Schule muss und mir die Finger wehtun, verabschiede ich mich Mal (:
Gute Nacht und bis urgendwann! *wink*
Eure Darcy :3