EagleEyes_12
Also I love poems and write sometimes too, I would love to hear yours, :)
EagleEyes_12
Woah!!, how the.....why is that so good :0, damn, the first few times reading it the words went over my head, I kept on reading with my eyes, I left my brain behind, lol, oops...But that is so well written
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Brdfrdfn
@EagleEyes_12 Just so you know, they are a bit old so i don't know if it'll be good but we'll see :) Uhm, so, i could not find an English one about uncertainty (sorryyyyyy) so i will give you a different one, is that okay? People say I’m shy, quiet. But I’m just living life, absorbing memories. Listening to others instead of making them listen to me. I see when people break, in silence. I don’t see you like I should, you look so misunderstood. And I wish I could help, but it’s hard when people refuse It’s hard when people don’t know who I am. But I don’t know how to let them know who I am. I always watch instead of perform. I observe instead of do. You speak instead of listening. You whisper instead of yell. Late nights are the worst for me, they bring out the worst in me. Mind full, thoughts running wild. It feels like it hurts to think. And every morning I feel like I’m not worth it, cause I’m at war with peace. I may be rich in thoughts but poor in words. I may look like I’m not there, sitting in front of you. I look, I observe. And I think “I don’t deserve you.” Late nights get the best of me, they know how to get to me. “What is success when hope has left you?” I don’t know. Come across like it’s easy, but I feel like you don’t need me. You look at me… those blue eyes shining with tears. Was I wrong?
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