er pounding to the beat
drip up your neck onto your thighs
sting your eyes, worthless surprise
is it all free will or is it actually all force?
Do you want to be forced? Will you make a decision otherwise?
Is it better to retain your will and choice but not get everything done
or is it better to be told and then please everyone?
Autonomy or compliance?
lock you in
stop making rhymes
I can’t lock nothin in
can’t do shit about my life
nothing else I have a say in.
I cry and nobody cares
stupid teenage problems
performing the day’s work
smiling when needed
emotionless and cold
burning on the inside
for some expression
for some freedom
late at night when you are sad
but then you wake up and it’s
Well, plans scare me right now,
Whether about college in the fall
Or this concert we’re going to this month
Or even school this week (tomorrow)
And it all starts tomorrow.
I seem like I am “almost” everything I can/want to be. Almost pretty enough. Almost eating well enough. Almost finishing everything in school. I get a B, not an A. C-, not a B. “Almost got there,” you say. “Try harder next time?” “Come on, you have so much potential. Stop being ‘almost’.” Looks like [...]
long keychains are dumb everything is dumb why do I think I am so much better than anything I deem “dumb” “stupid” or “unworthy”? I have been told too often I am of great worth, and told too often by myself but I’ll think I’m just another potato in the bag if I consider and [...]
I admit I cannot save you I admit you may hurt more than you help I admit I can do better than this I willingly surrender that I need to do greater that I can do greater that I shall do greater I have an untapped potential to change my own world, radiate outward, through [...]
Give me an elixir
To warm this heart
To quell its pulsings
of irresponsible wants
Pulse through my body
Cure my mind
Calm my soul
of tremors and disloyalty
Threre weeks. I thought we wouldn’t last longer than three weeks, that I’d go back to him in time. That his heart would be tugging too strongly on mine and the memories too great. I still don’t know who’s better for me, or rather, whom I’m better for.
Horses gallop and clip-clop along the cobblestone roads of the wooden town. The rain mists by and hurried umbrellaers whisk from one doorway to another, never stopping to notice the mellow horses shaking their tails.
oh joy, you have a baby now! have a wonderful time with this responsibility. i hope you had fun with your sex, too.
eternally isn’t something that i can decide on right now ask me again when i’m older and more able to deal with it . but if what i’m with when i’m older is determined by what i do now isn’t my eternity decided now?
so much pressure to guess right