someone mentioned your name today. It wafted over to me like the smell of spicy perfume - pleasant at first, but one that stings in the long run. My subconscious picked it up, without me noticing and, I must admit, it took me a few tenths of a 초 to dig up your file in my brain. I seemed to forget who 당신 were for that short amount of time. For that brief, innocent period, I was unaware. The name could have been from years and years ago, it could have been a name I had given to a 강아지 many years back, the name of a plush toy, the name carved in a bus stop bench. A name that I had known, but never had I connected with a human being 또는 a face.
An abrupt twist brought me back around, down to Earth, back to reality. The brain has a tendency for remembering crimes and pain. To make things clear, I am not me. If my name got caught in your ears, you'd think of a shadow. You'd remember a person, now gone. You'd think of her, but it wouldn't be me. The same name. But not me at all. And 당신 should know, I hate myself right now. There is a chemical eating me up from the inside. The chemical not being guilt. Having a similar aspect to it, but being much deeper, much 더 많이 complicated. But nevertheless, I do tell the truth. I hate myself like a child from a divorced family hates one of their parents. The feeling of betrayal. Me betraying myself. Turning out unexpectedly and incorrectly. Doing the wrong things, taking wrong turns.
I was on the right track for a while. I truly was. And I imagined the rest of my life running smoothly. I thanked for every day. I was grateful. I was happy. I was determined. The future looked right. I had things to look 앞으로 to. Not you. Things other than you. Much deeper, much 더 많이 complicated. I was a girl on the right track. The girl, ticking off her To-Do lists, was aware of what needed to be done. She was proud. She walked with her head raised. I am not her. I have already ruined almost half of what I worked so fucking hard for. I know what you're thinking, sweetie. "You can still get back." 당신 can still find the road 당신 were on and keep pedaling. This is just a rock. A bump on the road to hold 당신 back. But not to stop 당신 completely. And I pray that you're right. That 당신 know what you're saying. Because it's 당신 we're talking about.
An abrupt twist brought me back around, down to Earth, back to reality. The brain has a tendency for remembering crimes and pain. To make things clear, I am not me. If my name got caught in your ears, you'd think of a shadow. You'd remember a person, now gone. You'd think of her, but it wouldn't be me. The same name. But not me at all. And 당신 should know, I hate myself right now. There is a chemical eating me up from the inside. The chemical not being guilt. Having a similar aspect to it, but being much deeper, much 더 많이 complicated. But nevertheless, I do tell the truth. I hate myself like a child from a divorced family hates one of their parents. The feeling of betrayal. Me betraying myself. Turning out unexpectedly and incorrectly. Doing the wrong things, taking wrong turns.
I was on the right track for a while. I truly was. And I imagined the rest of my life running smoothly. I thanked for every day. I was grateful. I was happy. I was determined. The future looked right. I had things to look 앞으로 to. Not you. Things other than you. Much deeper, much 더 많이 complicated. I was a girl on the right track. The girl, ticking off her To-Do lists, was aware of what needed to be done. She was proud. She walked with her head raised. I am not her. I have already ruined almost half of what I worked so fucking hard for. I know what you're thinking, sweetie. "You can still get back." 당신 can still find the road 당신 were on and keep pedaling. This is just a rock. A bump on the road to hold 당신 back. But not to stop 당신 completely. And I pray that you're right. That 당신 know what you're saying. Because it's 당신 we're talking about.
I had saved Bruno's life. He knew it was too dangerous to be on a mounain, he teleported to the Apache Junction. Unknowing where we were, we camped out. We heard someone walking outside and when we walked out, it was Apache Indians. They started talking, they were speaking Indian so we couldn't tell what they were saying. Bruno threw red circles at their necks, and when they landed, they started speaking english. One of them said " Why are 당신 here? This is the Junction! Get Out!" Me and Bruno looked at each other. We ran as fast as we could, but, I wasn't fast enough. They grabbed me 의해 the hair and pulled me away. Luckily, Bruno put his hand in the bon-fire and threw the 불, 화재 at the indians. The ran away with so much fear, they fell off a cliff. Bruno grabbed my hand until the reached a forest, there was a small waterfall 의해 the forest.
Everyone has a red glass window.It's called your heart.People's windows differ from others,some windows are shaded out and don't let any light come in and than there are some windows that are open to whatever goes pass their them.
Is your window open 또는 closed out?
Would 당신 let the air in if 당신 had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to 사랑 and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to 사랑 sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet 사랑 so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!
Is your window open 또는 closed out?
Would 당신 let the air in if 당신 had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to 사랑 and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to 사랑 sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet 사랑 so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!
랜덤 Song 또는 Poem 또는 Something
So um enjoy. Idk wot this is but whatev :)
I'll Break this Spell
I’ve lived my life in shadows
Walking at your pace
I couldn’t see that 당신 were so shallow
I was too mesmerized 의해 your face
Now I can see
All that you’ve done to me
I’ll break this spell
That you’ve put on me
Ever so easily
I won’t treat 당신 well
After all it’s me
That you’ve messed up completely
I’ll make 당신 pay hell
If that’s what will set me free
If it’ll set me free
So um enjoy. Idk wot this is but whatev :)
I'll Break this Spell
I’ve lived my life in shadows
Walking at your pace
I couldn’t see that 당신 were so shallow
I was too mesmerized 의해 your face
Now I can see
All that you’ve done to me
I’ll break this spell
That you’ve put on me
Ever so easily
I won’t treat 당신 well
After all it’s me
That you’ve messed up completely
I’ll make 당신 pay hell
If that’s what will set me free
If it’ll set me free
I feel like I have always known you
We’ve always been so close but
당신 look away
당신 tell me that 당신 사랑 me
But your eyes say something else
It shouldn’t be so difficult for me
To turn away
Chorus:
Every time we talk at night
Every time 당신 make me feel alright
When 당신 say goodbye
당신 say you’ll think of me all the time
I know it’s a lie
And I’m slowly breaking
I’m slowly breaking
Somehow 당신 just cannot see
The way I smile when 당신 look at me
Are 당신 completely blind?
Cuz’ I’ve given 당신 all the signs
That I 사랑 당신
Chorus:
And now I’m falling apart
You’ve gone from my life
I can’t take it anymore
My new best friend is a knife
What 당신 were to me
Made me complete