feelings
He Doesn't
She has already shed a tear
For he doesn’t have a clue.
He thinks she’s strong,
For he doesn’t see it clearly.
She’s seeing things in the future’s perspective
Causing her to think about them soon.
It’s getting serious each second,
But the question is
How much time can he sacrifice?
She always understands him,
He barely has time for her.
How can they make it work?
Can they survive?
For he doesn’t have a plan.
Confession
You have no idea
How much impact has added to my life
When you came, it was different.
But something was lacking,
Is it you? Is it me?
Various feelings are thrown.
Something feels unusual when we talk
Probably pressured is the word,
As I never want the conversation to end.
Time passes by, things change;
And you confessed
I never thought you would.
Not my fault I have chosen someone
Who is there everyday,
To make me laugh, smile and cry.
You have thrown away something
You think you’d have soon.
This is the real world,
Competition is always around the corner.
What he's done.
He thought he's always right.
He thought he's always more important.
All he wants are his wants,
not mine, not ours.
Selfish is the correct word.
Nothing can replace him,
But I just have to do it.
I'm too attached, I'm finally admitting it.
It's scary, it's wonderful
How funny he always makes me cry.
The forest
Come with me into the forest, look at the green leaves, as the sun breaks through from joyful trees
Chase me into the forest, where sticks will snap, far far louder than any paparazzi clap
Follow me into the forest, there's an abandoned swimming pool, that many historic men and women have gone to
Stay with me in the forest, for life stands still, it's just you and I and it feels so real
Live with me in the forest, it's where we would of called home, before any Internet, TV or phone
Abandoned in the forest, did you not feel the same? Or did it bother you that it started to rain?
Alone in the forest, maybe it's time to move on, everyone is in the city and the love for our forest is gone.
Music
There's a feeling when the beat hits.
A feeling I greatly love.
Thoughts of the past, present, and future.
Music.
Music.
The intro rolls back.
Here comes the beat.
Chills rising.
The rise...
Hell yeah.
The rise ends, two kicks, amazement.
Head bobbing.
I'm a fucking bobble head.
The tune ends.
The bobbing slows.
New track plays.
Whole different feeling arises.
Very chill feeling.
Bobbing is back with the kick.
I'm not liking this track suddenly.
Skipped a few...
Oh hell yeah.
This track gives me the feels.
Vocals. Beat. Everything.
This is music.
Music.
There's a feeling.
A feeling.
Thoughts...
Music.
Music.
I'm Sorry
I was once your baby girl.
Little and innocent,
You were ready to give me
the whole world.
But then I changed
from kid to teen,
and I wasn't the same
as I was once before.
I hurt myself because
it makes me feel better,
putting the hurt on my skin
instead of inside my heart.
I'm sorry i've become
the kind of daughter you
don't want, never wanted.
I'm not innocent anymore,
I'm not your baby girl anymore....
I'm nothing good anymore..
I'm Sorry.
Feelings of inexplicable change
Emotions change..
From the yearning hunger of passion's lust
To the deafening crack of ferocious thunder
The silent act of collecting dust
The pain of hearts once cleft asunder
"Alas! No longer!
Must I endure such wonders and conundra?
I don't know anymore
I'm dating this guy,
this sweet,
kind, caring,
and considerate guy.
He says he loves me,
and I've said I love him-
out of habit, you see...
But I don't know anymore
I don't know what love
is when it comes to guys now.
I don't know how
to be loveable...
I don't know how
to be around guys...
I don't know how
to know if he really loves me...
I don't know how
to know if I love him...
I don't know how
to be a girlfriend..
I just don't know anymore!
I'm so used to being used
that I don't know
how to be in a relationship!
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
what I'm supposed to say,
what I'm supposed to act like!
I just don't know anymore!