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Thank you for just being there when I needed you
Thank you for all your support
Thank you for your love
Thank you for always making time for me
Thank you for listening
Thank you for never judging me
Thank you for letting me cry on your shoulder
Thank you for not saying a word and just holding me when I'm sad
Thank you for making me laugh
Thank you for caring
I don't care that you can't buy me the world, I actually prefer it
I love those butterfly kisses
I love your hugs
You'll always be my dad
I love you so much, and that will never change
You're always in my heart
So thank you
Words HurtWhy can't people see
That words hurt?
Words spoken years ago
Can still make a grown man cry today
They stay with us
Through the years
Making us doubt ourselves
Life is hard enough
Without people bringing us down
We're All HumanI don't care
What colour you are
What your religion is
What gender you are
I don't care
What your sexuality is
Where you're from
What is wrong
With being gay?
With being lesbian?
What is wrong
With having a skin colour
That's not white?
About being a hermaphrodite?
About being an aromanitc?
Take away our skin
We are all the same
There is no "Superior Race"
We are all HUMAN
What Is Happiness?What is happiness?
Is it what we feel when we're with friends and family having a good time?
Or is that joy?
And happiness is something stronger
Something harder to come by?
Has anyone ever really felt true happiness?
Or is what they believe to be happiness, really just contentment?
What if true happiness is a temporary spark that we all feel very rarely
And is, in some way, connected to love?
What if the only time we're really happy is when we fall in love
And are with that one person?
Then the rest of the time, we're merely content?
Or is this view on what happiness is just one of millions of others?
Maybe this is just my view that's based on my own experiences
Maybe the ability to find true happiness varies in difficulty
Depending on the person
I Secretly Enjoy...When a clock says 11:11
Hearing a person's laugh for the first time
Crossing intersections diagonally
Wearing new clothes for the first time
Laying in a field or somewhere in the sun
Spending time alone with a good book or my laptop
Cracking my knuckles
The colour red
Late nights staring up at the stars
Peeling price tags off things
Drinking coffee and being covered in blankets on a cold day
Looking back at old photos
Men who can cook
Laying in bed for hours just thinking
The smell of smoke
Musing about the logic behind different religions
Places that make me feel small and insignificant
AddictedYou're my addiction
You're my favourite drug
You're my hash
You're my speed
You make my heart go thump
I get a high when I'm near you
I can't get enough of you
You make me feel good
I'm hooked on you
It's like you're the remedy
The cure to my pain
I never want to give you up
I want you in my life forever
I'll inhale your scent
I'll inject you into my veins
Anything to keep you with me
Oh I'm Not Depressed...The signs:
Deep sadness or emptiness
Feeling hopeless, guilty, helpless or worthless
Unable to make decisions
Unable to concentrate and remember
Loss of energy, fatigue
Loss of interest or pleasure in ordinary activities
More problems with school or family
Trouble falling asleep, staying asleep, getting up
Weight or appetite changes
Headaches, stomachaches, backaches
Irritability and restlessness
Wanting to be alone all the time
Still think I'm mentally stable??
ClingyI think I'm a little clingy
I know this deep down
I want to see you everyday
Hug you whenever I see you
And never let you go
I get upset if there's a change of plan
And I don't get to see you
I miss you all the time
You're always on my mind
I think I'm a little clingy
Don't tell me that I'm not
Even you wanted a break from me
I know you love me, I see that
But it only makes it harder not to call
I'm going through a rough time
But then, so are you
And all I wanna do is hold you
Whisper sweet things in your ear
And ease the pain
But I can't do that all the time
You need your time and space
So even though I'm nothing without you here
I'll try to be less clingy
WordsWithin the tangled threads of my mind
I stutter and stumble over words lost
Words I cannot say through sound
But I seach for those words and write them
I write untill my message can be seen
For the whole world to gaze upon and to admire
Distractions force me to forget these important words
And I plunge into my tangled thoughts to retrieve them
They are all muddled up and scattered
And only I can sort them out for use
I quickly race for pen and paper
And scribble down incoherent notes
My head ablaze with tention as I force more words from it
I ignore the many spelling and gramma errors
That my hand seems content to add
And I write until my message is all there
The black ink forming letters, the words I cannot speak
my body's slave is my mind.it's barely summer
but i've forgotten how to breathe;
i fall in love with strangers
before they even speak.
it's like i'm
within the pulsating crowd
like a fly trapped in a spider's web;
questions are spun
inferiority screams in my ear
& consumes all thoughts
until i can't hear
all the questions that are caught
between threads of my insecurities,
the fabric of my being -
tightening its grip
with everyone seeing
it's barely summer
but i can feel
each pump of my left ventricle
is an exertion against will,
& leaves me cripple
& frozen, still -
but feeling like i could run
before you could catch me.
i watch the moon
trade places with the sun,
racing against time,
but my day
has still not yet
The dark gameI try my best to never break
I try my best to stay awake
But as the days roll by
I find it hard to stay alive
I see a darkness
That calls my name
It has a game
It wants to play
The point is death
The player is him
The darkest shadow
There's ever been
If you fear
Then he will win
If you fight
The game never ends
He made the game
He picked the rules
You cant win this game
Don't be a fool
wanderlusti was all sex and stitches
with every color on a TV screen;
(and between me and you)
your teeth, your tongue,
your ferret-hands and knowledgeable mind--
they scared me.
the foreign worlds beneath your skin:
the contortions of your spine and
you wanted to conquer; to claim
and plant a flag--
and i--i wanted cancer
I See Where You're HeadedYour flaking and peeling,
Your foundation is tearing.
And I see where you're headed,
And it's bold, but it's daring.
UmbrellaheadsWe live in a city of smokestacks and umbrellaheads. A city split in two and turned upside down. A city dazed and unsteady on sixteen million feet, six feet under and darker than that. We live in a city that slept for the first time in nearly a century.
A city of people confused and bemused and infused with "what can I what shall I what must I do now?" It's a city that's hurting and breathing and fishing and wishing and laughing and living and waiting to wake up.
We live in a state of huddling and listening. Watching as the resilient basketball hoop in the driveway snaps in two as the trees behind dance in an insane tango, a physically improbable tango. We live in a state of blank traffic lights and trees flung like toys, leaves upside down and begging to be relieved of the shame of having fallen. We live in a state of emergency.
A state of people who exasperate and exaggerate and desperate to reach their families with no phone no internet no communication no no no. It's a state with th
Genderqueermy friends were
snips and snails and puppy dog tails
sugar and spice and everything nice.
i was the space between the words:
"girls on one side;
boys on the other."
rainbows and pails and sugar-snails,
that's what genderqueers are made of.
Did you ever find an answer,
At the end of the night ,
Why people can't say sorry ,
Love is hard to fight .
Did you ever start to wonder ,
At the breaking of the day ,
Why people hurt , the hurting ,
Love is hard to say .
Did you ever ask the question ,
At the setting of the sun ,
Why people , they need people ,
Love cannot run .
If We WereIf we were to break up
You wouldn't be my friend
And in my opinion
That's stronger than friendship
Even if our lives took us
In different directions
I'd always remember you
I'd look back on the memory of you and think
"He made me happy"
"He stuck by me during a difficult time in my life"
"He never judged me"
"Never insulted me"
"And always managed to put me in a good mood"
I'd remember all the good times
All the fun times
And I'll never stop loving you
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