And The Hardest Part Of Living, Is Just Taking Breaths To Stay.

There's just so much that I wish to say but can't. Fear runs my life. The fear of what I think, of what I do. I fear tomorrow, and I fear today. But you see, everyday I think of what I want. I envision where each path may take me, and I try to make the best choice. But you see the best choice I have, is not a choice at all. So where do I go from here? Do I stand still while my mind races on? Aren't I better than this? Do I not deserve that feeling of being breathless when your near? It's time I start making myself heard. So im going to say this, the truth about forever, nothing lasts that long. Don't think I'll fall for your boyish games. I won't fall for you because of what you tell me, if I fall for you, it's because your an amazing human being, and I want you for who you are, so stop pretending. Thank you.

Reminiscing

How many days do you just sit and stare?
You watch the clock tick back and forth.
There's so much you think about between each second,
And you realize how alone you really are.

There's no point in fixing it, is there?
There's no point in trying at all.
Everything you once knew is now a blurry vision,
And nothing will ever be the same.

Why do people always think life is unfair?
Everyone has to deal with problems at some point.
Though some hide their problems better than others,
We all still feel so broken.

The World is Such A Drag When Out of Love

Love is such a complicated matter. And yet most people don't even know what love is. Does anyone? We may believe we do, but how do you really know? Is love a feeling? An unconscious pull towards another? A force of fate we can't control? Is it anything at all? Love. Such an interesting thing. Some of us go our whole lives without it, and others are fortunate enough to have it, and some just let it go because their afraid to love and be loved. But when you have love, you should fight for it, not just give it up. Love, its a fragile thing. It could build someone up and just as easily break them apart. Love can make happiness and it could create pain. For me, however, the worst kind of love is unrequited love. Its depressing and horrible. Nobody wants their feelings to be unreturned. It sucks. But it happens, and we will just have to live with it. </3

The Truth.

The truth. Is that not what everyone wishes for every once in awhile? Or would everyone rather go on through life being happy, believing the lies that are told to them? Me, I don't know which I prefer. The truth keeps my feet on the ground, while lies keep my heart in the clouds. Sometimes, however, I fear the truth. The truth is always a scary deal. You never know what will be said, while lies are safe, you can always predict what will be told. Every time I'm lied to though, I feel like dying a little bit inside, I feel as if I'm never good enough for the truth. Just once, just one time, I wish someone would tell me the truth. I don't care if it hurts me, I don't care if it kills me, just be honest with me. Honesty. It's something I want, but something I'll never have.

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