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SomedaySomeday this will be me and you.
Someday I'll feel your arms around me.
Someday it'll all come true, everything I dream about you.
Someday I'll be with you.
Someday we'll dance the night away.
Someday I'll feel your lips of mine.
Just not today.
PromWe could go to Prom
You and me together.
I'll get all dolled up for you
And you'll look so handsome in your tux.
We'll dance the night away
And maybe we'll fall so in love
That I'll feel your lips on mine.
They'll stare at us
But we won't care
We'll continue kissing
And then they'll yell at us to get a room
But we won't listen.
I'll introduce you to all my friends
And they'll be mad jealous because they wish they had someone as amazing as you.
And maybe we'll go outside the ballroom for a bit
And spend some quiet time together and just talk.
Prom we'll be the best night of our lives,
And I'll be so glad I shared it with you.
ExpressionIt's not fair you know.
I see your words, I hear your words
And I understand them, and I respect them
And they make sense, perfect sense.
If all these things are true
Why doesn't it change the way I feel about you?
What I want and what I feel never have cooperated
And this time is no different.
I wish I could tell you that it's all okay
That I know what to do but I don't!
I don't know what to do!
I'm not sure what to say!
I don't know how to feel!
And it's driving me insane!
Because I really, really like you
But, dammit, I just can't see
How in the HELL there will ever be an "us"
And it's not me, it's you.
God, that sounds cheesy but it's true!
Ich liebe dich mehr als du mich liebst, und ich vermisse dich mehr als du mich vermisst
That's a fact.
Ich werde liebe dich immer noch, auch wenn du mich nicht mehr liebst
That's a fact, too.
I think I know what to do.
Now if only I could do it.
ConfusionI'm so confused.
I feel like a pokemon in battle
And Zubat just used supersonic
I wonder if we will work out.
He's more republican, I'm more democrat
He likes screaming music, I can't stand it
He's very religious, I'm not so much
He can be very mature, I can be very immature
I feel bad for thinking these things
I don't want marriage right now.
Then again, you don't date someone without the possibility
Of marriage in the future.
Maybe it's just better if we stayed friends.
Maybe it's just better if we quit while we're ahead.
I wish someone could help me figure things out.
I wish there was a solution where everyone was happy.
I'm not sure what I want anymore.
I'm so confused.
Bleeding SunI Love you!
I'll scream the words but will you hear me?
I can't understand
What's going on?
Why won't you let me in?
Do I even stand a chance?
Do I even have a prayer?
Every time you tell me you have a question my heart jumps and starts pounding
My mind racing,
Wondering if this time it will be the question-
the one I've been waiting for-
No, not that one.
I'm not talking about marriage.
I want a RELATIONSHIP.
Why is this so hard to comprehend?
"Will you be my grilfriend?"
"Will you go out with me?"
"I have strong [romantic] feelings for you. I love you."
"I'd like to give us a try"
Any of those would be fine
But do I hear them? No.
Of course not.
I'm sorry for being impatient but I'm sick of being single
Done waiting for the loneliness in my heart to go away
Done trying to pretend that I can wait, when I can't any longer.
Why is it so hard for you to say yes?
It's not a done deal- it's not like we're getting married.
I just want to date you. Just give it a shot.
Confessions of a VocaloidThe lyrics that burst inside of me
The words I cannot say
I don't think it's possible
We will ever work out
We're just too different people
Who live too far apart.
You're all I want
So close yet so far.
I close my eyes and think of you
My heart skips a beat
All the things we've ever said
Flowing through my head.
I think that I could make you happy,
but I'm too eager and you're too patient.
I want something real to cling to.
Throw me a bone, will ya?
is the answer yes or is it no? I want to know!
I pour my heart out for you
but you don't seem to do the same.
Maybe that's why this won't work out
I want you to miss me as much as I miss you
I want you to take me in your arms and hold me tight
Look into my eyes and kiss me
So I know everything's alright.
But that will never happen, will it?
Because I want to make it official
And you want to stay friends, and let things flow naturally.
But a romantic relationship doesn't just come naturally, someone has to make the first move.
I don't want i
HeartI love you. I'll say it a million times if I have to.
I'll say it as much as I need to,
I'll say it as much as you want me to,
I'll say it only to you.
I love you.
Dear CamI'm sick of looking at couples and being filled with jealousy and envy, but more importantly, being filled with sadness, loneliness, yearning and longing
I'm sick of having my dreams crushed and hopes dashed
I'm sick of wondering 'Why?' and 'Why me?'
I'm sick of being criticized
I'm sick of being scared and afraid
I'm sick of felling like I'm not good enough, like I'll never be good enough
I'm sick of all the work
I'm sick of being cooped up inside
I'm sick of not knowing what to do in college
I'm sick of wanting to be with him, of wanting to call him mine, and of wanting to kiss him, so badly
I'm sick of identifying so well with 'Reflection' from Mulan
I'm sick of being heart broken
I'm sick of feeling unwanted
I'm sick of feeling like I can't fully open up to anyone; like no one understands
I'm sick of being afraid to say the things that are on my mind
I'm sick of feeling immature and insecure
I'm sick of having hopes and dreams just to watch them fall apart
I'm sick of being sick of
Apology PoemI'm sorry.
I'm not sure where to start, so I'll start there. I'm sorry.
I never intended things to go as they did.
I want you to know, though, that I don't regret meeting you.
I want you to know that you're an amazing guy, and someday you will find an amazing girl.
She just won't be me.
You deserve so much better than me.
You deserve someone who shares your beliefs, or at the very least believes in God.
A girl who you can bring home to your parents,
A girl who you can talk to about your life without boundaries,
A girl who exists outside of this small, white computer.
A girl who finds your looks attractive and who won't say that she only partly fell in love with you.
A girl who will be more patient.
I want to be patient. I try to be patient.
But I see the couples, the boy holding the girl in his arms,
And I get jealous, because more than anything, I want to feel what they feel.
You deserve better than an impatient girl like me who gets jealous.
The simple truth is that I fell in love wi
In SanityI find myself in a world of white,
This place it feels so pure.
The Sun's rays are warm and bright
I've never felt so sure.
I explore the land and all its sights,
I enjoy the world's grand tour.
I wander around until the night
Shows what it has in store.
In the darkness, a speck of light
Reveals a hidden door.
I turn the handle and peer inside,
A sight I can't endure.
I turn to run, to escape my plight,
I dare not to explore.
But something inside catches my eye,
I can't resist the lure.
I awake to find myself tied tight,
A voice tries to assure,
"This one may finally fix you right,
Maybe this is the cure."
Beyond LoveYou say 'beautiful' like a mistake -
like it slipped out unwarranted
from those dark parts of your mind
that you don't want me to go to,
you say it like that.
You caress like it's worship -
like if you pressed too hard
or took too much, you'd pay the price
and I love those urgent times when
you're willing to pay it.
You teach me love like I'll die without it -
like if you don't defrost me
and my frozen image of myself,
then I might stop breathing
and extinguish beneath my own icy damnation.
You kiss me like you have to -
like we're sharing an oxygen tank
in a toxic, broken-down universe
and you are trying not to breathe
to save me.
You kiss me like that.
You love me, like that -
how am I supposed to resist
a man who loves me beyond his own sense
and senses - beyond love ?
BloodRunning away, again and again through the years
Moving from white square to black and back
Packing and unpacking things without meaning
Carrying them from here to there religiously
The doctor says there’s nothing wrong, but still
I’m up at three, drinking coffee, coughing up blood
Watching the same old ghosts watching me
I don’t have to pack them when I move, they follow
A cannibal who’s eaten everyone around him
I’ve turned on myself now, three toes already gone
Watching the lights of the modem blink yellow
No connection; another cough, another coffee alone
kafka has been dead foreveri.
I am going to cut the veins out of my neck:
pull the stars from the legiments
drown the cities in bruises
I am going to burn in hell:
tear down the pyramids, the faces, the continents
the weight of the universe
(if I live to be 20
I will know the landscape of my mind
as well as the bottom of the ocean
& people I've never met)
CarcinogensMy hands smell
like antiseptic solution
and cancer, because
the peroxide won’t
cleanse your cigarette
ashes from my nails,
and the cremation
jar is still smoking.
Asperger SyndromeAsperger Syndrome is awesome.
Asperger Syndrome is cool.
Asperger Syndrome rocks.
People with Asperger Syndrome are sweet but not that outgoing.
People with Asperger Syndrome have their interests.
People with Asperger Syndrome have their pet peeves too.
People with Asperger Syndrome are quirky.
People with Asperger Syndrome sometimes have other problems too.
People with Asperger Syndrome have feelings.
People with Asperger Syndrome are people too.
Pop Rocksbeads of roman sweat and dust
lace the wind like meth into pop rocks—
feel the fizzlepop of history flamenco
across your justahuman tongue
and wonder why your professor never
lectured on the strawberry tang
of crusaders' sloshed blood.
Bitch TreeBitch tree, Bitch tree
You know what- you're a bitch tree
No you're probably not
I don't know- I don't even know what I'm saying
What exactly is a bitch tree?
If anyone has any clue please inform me
I'd love to know.
Bitch tree, Bitch tree
Maybe it's a family tree of people who are bitches
I wonder what would happen if a girl who believed in being nice came from a family of bitches
I think it produce something like Infected from Repo! The Genetic Opera.
Okay, now I'm just rambling off topic.
What exactly is my conclusion on that topic?
I think I know.
I conclude that a Bitch tree is a Birch tree without spell check.
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