Who are you?
I knew you once,
But now you’ve changed so much.
I loved you once,
But now all I can see is flaws.
You look like someone I should know,
But your so different now.
You were once my reflection,
But now your a stranger.
I don’t feel like I’m living anymore,
Just watching from the sidelines.
No longer participating in my own life,
Just playing a game.
Make the right choices,
Move forward, and complete the day.
What happened to the old me?
The one that loved life?
The one who was happy?
The one who wasn’t a lie,
The one before everything.
Now I am different person,
Pretending to be the same.
Acting the same,
Sounding the same,
So they won’t notice.
You were once my reflection,
But now I can’t even recognize who you are.
I’ve lost you in the chaos,
I wish I could find you.
I wish I could love you.
I wish I didn’t have to lie anymore.
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This was just something I wrote quickly. I’ve been feeling pretty down for they past few months? Years? It’s been so long I don’t really know anymore. Anyway, I thought I’d just share it.
- Angel😇
I always think “they can’t top this” but here they go again
when are they not soft for each other?
Honestly, I always think that she can’t get any cuter but she always does.
army come thru for my boy
You'll always have me.
That's what you say,
You don't understand
You'll always have me,
But I won't have you,
You'll get married and have a life with someone else,
Sure I'll be there on the sidelines of life,
Watching you grow.
but I won't always have you.
You can wake up in their arms,
And kiss them good morning.
I will wake up to the limp arms of my bedsheets tangled around my body,
In a mock sort of hug.
You'll grow old together,
Experience life together,
And I can watch.
Growing old with no one but myself.
Sure,
You'll always be my friend,
And I will always love you,
but I will never be with you.
You look beautiful in your fancy dress
And your elaborate mask.
You talk to those around you
With such confidence.
Your head held high
As you saunter into the room full of people.
An air of confidence surrounds you.
Diamonds, sapphires and gold
Are all bursting with extravagance
A drink elegantly held in your hand
As you take delicate sips.
But, as soon as the affair is over
All confidence is gone.
The elaborate mask falls
And all is left is the fabricated elegance
And the forced confidence.
The dress now loses its beauty
The diamonds, sapphires and gold
Lose their meaning,
Now nothing more than rocks.
All of this is a well portrayed façade
Brought on with ease for each event.
All of your masks are a little different,
Though they share one similarity;
They are never the same.
The only thing that remains constant,
Is the fact that it is all fake.
And no one knows.
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I wrote this a little while ago, and I honestly don’t really think it is that great but I was urged to share it. Also, when it says “affaire” it means a get together, not what messing around behind your partners back.
— Angel 😇❤️
This is so true. Does anyone else do this…… no? Well I'm just weird than
she/her queer 🇨🇦 23✌️ I like books of any format and I drink way to much coffee.
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