Did you feel ethereal?
Did it all feel real?
Did it physically touch you?
Did it physically hurt you?
Does it even matter if it's in person or by your social media?
Yes and no.
Depends on the way you go.
At times I'll feel like a ghost.
Fading away; unnoticed by most.
But other times I'll wanna call for a toast. It's a thing I love the most.
Being recognized, sharing love reciprocally, a wave of feelings.
Yet it's something I don't fully understand; why my emotions always carry many ceilings.
Every time I mess up and ruin a friendship it makes another piece of me go away.
At this rate, sometimes it seems I won't have a way. That I won't have loving friends someday.
Because for reasons not even I understand do I want more and more;
Why can't my heart just take what's in store?
Why is it that, love is so desired;
When friends have your back, even when they're tired. Why do I feel the need to let out my emotions; when my brain and mind are well aware of the many forthcoming commotions.
Only through several talks and logistic decisions, do I realise the many brought and needed incisions.
I'm sorry for all my drama;
Sorry for my comma;
I don't understand my reasons;
Maybe I'm just slowly becoming a mania.
But thank you for keeping me material.
When I say I love you; I really do.
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Psychology Anthology:Optus Jargon
PoetryLife. Life is complex. Life hurts. Life loves. Sometimes you love life. Sometimes you hate it. Sometimes you just want to give it all up. Sometimes you just want to stay in a place, forever. Sometimes it's never. Sometimes it's always. Sometimes you...
