iwonderwho
They always follow...
I swim through the tranquil sea
Creating a path of ripples in my wake
At night is when I come up, when I can be free
As the day is threatening, for my secret’s sake
On land, I’m just another random girl
Living about life, in tune with the flow
But underwater is where my beauty will unfurl
Maybe you can see too? All you must do is follow
But be careful, dear human, for I’m not all I seem
You might get carried away with this rare underwater beauty
Don’t dwell here too long, no matter how much you are keen
Oh, please stop, crunching your way across the floor to me
For are you so blind you can’t see the white remains
Of your fellow mortals, on whom you stand upon
All of whom fell for my merciless games
Ah, there it is, your look of fear
As what I say hits you in the face
As I become a monster wearing a sneer
As you try to get away in haste
But, alas, you fail, and I grip you tight
You scream, but no one can hear, anyways, you’re too late
Your face, so beautiful with terror, enveloped in the night
And you slowly sink to rest with the others who shared your watery fate
Will I Ever Find It
Something I’m still
Looking for which seems
Like it can’t be found. No sign of
it anywhere I look a dead end at each
final turn. Will I ever find it, will I ever feel
what the others feel? Will I ever deem to be
worthy of it, or am I stuck trudging through the
dirt that is called “life”, alone and looked over,
as if I’m camouflaged in with the ground? Is
it just because I’m one of the few, unlucky
ones that can’t find it? Was this how my
life was supposed to go? Is there still
a way I can change my path, or is
the damage already final? Will
I ever find anyone who
will at least try to
give me what the
others call
“ love”
?
I wonder
I often wonder…
Where I’ll end up
If I’ll have enough
If I’ll find my soul mate
If I’ll make it to the pearly gates
If I’ll die alone with tons of cats
If I’ll burn in hell, with a bunch of rats
If I’ll just die and stay dead
If I’ll die and live, like the book said
If I have any real friends
If they’re all the same, with dead ends
If life had to be such a pain in the neck
If I have a screw loose up in my head
If the voices in my head will ever go away
If the mother will ever think I’m okay
If she’ll ever treat me the way she treats them
If my life will ever actually begin