When I try to make a choice, when I want people to hear my voice.
I think for a while. My heart was pounding heavily, and my voice was echoing through my mind.
When I get scared about the choices I’m going to make, my decisions are always so distinct.
Like an ice skater sliding across glass with a rake, because every decision, the ones I’ll have to live with, keep me up at night.
Sometimes, my inner voice and I get into a fight, not sure, I don’t even know how, but my heart always speaks out for me first.
And it speaks so loudly.
But you only live once, that’s the way that it goes, so sometimes I give up on that fear, and how it’ll end? Who knows
But since I was a child, my decisions were so mild.
Like the thick chicken sauce, but the pain inside is like when you floss.
For the first time in a while, I can’t even be in denial. Because the River of Blood starts to flood
All from my mouth, and there’s not a single doubt, keeping how you feel inside, to save your image and a small sense of pride will never let you soar.
Soar high, high in the sky like a bird, hearing every little word, wondering what others think, yet you never even let the words sink in.
Into your mind, because the answer was always easy to find, you just have to use your heart and mind, let your feelings be intertwined, or you’ll be stuck in your own mind.
Thinking of the good old days, ones filled with warm sun rays
A warm bath and the teacher's praise. Back when people would play out in the streets or run around and scream yeet.
Writing is my thing, speaking my heart out is my creative flow, but the way I think and the way that I speak really show.
Poetry is usually calm, and mine is always from a good place in my heart. But I’ve been writing this all with a heart feeling so much hurt.
Letting my fingers speak for me, because he won’t even speak to me… letting my heart yell out and scream, because I lost my power to even dream.
This week was filled with rain, and behind that rain, each drop was showing all of my pain.
The pain hidden deep inside, that’s impossible for me to hide.
The pain that started because of that fight… the one that keeps me up at night…. The fight that made me stop thinking everything would be alright.
The pain that makes my stomach hurt even when I’m full, because without you here, my life feels so dull.
Which is so weird to me, because now you’re the one I want it to be. When before all you did was act mean, and you made me mad to let off your steam.
But now the only thing that comes out are streams…
Streams of tears, not even for all the past years, streams for what I said, tears because I let my ego get to my head.
I want to try, and I don’t know why, but why can’t I just stay away from you and hide? It’s just a person I met, just some other guy…
But I’m wrong, this isn’t a verse for some cheesy ass love song. These are the feelings I have for you, ones you found. That seemed to appear out of the blue.
I really don’t want it to end, not you… Please don’t take away my best friend.
He finally said it back, and now all I see when I send a message is a screen full of black.
And there are no warm smiles, not even a look back.
There’s a turn, without much time to even mourn.
Mourn what just became true, the moment I actually met you.
Three years with you, feeling like a home, now I ride on the train all alone. Maybe this is my deserved karma, something that god wants me to atone for?
For each train ride, fewer and fewer were there. Yet in the start, there was barely breathing air…
But we only live once, yet I died when you left me. The burning feeling of loneliness ate me from the inside.
Should I chase after my dreams, or cower and hide? Throw away my fear, or throw away my pride…
I feel like this is my utter defeat…. I’m not sure what choice to make.
Do I say YOLO or YËAT…
I think for a while. My heart was pounding heavily, and my voice was echoing through my mind.
When I get scared about the choices I’m going to make, my decisions are always so distinct.
Like an ice skater sliding across glass with a rake, because every decision, the ones I’ll have to live with, keep me up at night.
Sometimes, my inner voice and I get into a fight, not sure, I don’t even know how, but my heart always speaks out for me first.
And it speaks so loudly.
But you only live once, that’s the way that it goes, so sometimes I give up on that fear, and how it’ll end? Who knows
But since I was a child, my decisions were so mild.
Like the thick chicken sauce, but the pain inside is like when you floss.
For the first time in a while, I can’t even be in denial. Because the River of Blood starts to flood
All from my mouth, and there’s not a single doubt, keeping how you feel inside, to save your image and a small sense of pride will never let you soar.
Soar high, high in the sky like a bird, hearing every little word, wondering what others think, yet you never even let the words sink in.
Into your mind, because the answer was always easy to find, you just have to use your heart and mind, let your feelings be intertwined, or you’ll be stuck in your own mind.
Thinking of the good old days, ones filled with warm sun rays
A warm bath and the teacher's praise. Back when people would play out in the streets or run around and scream yeet.
Writing is my thing, speaking my heart out is my creative flow, but the way I think and the way that I speak really show.
Poetry is usually calm, and mine is always from a good place in my heart. But I’ve been writing this all with a heart feeling so much hurt.
Letting my fingers speak for me, because he won’t even speak to me… letting my heart yell out and scream, because I lost my power to even dream.
This week was filled with rain, and behind that rain, each drop was showing all of my pain.
The pain hidden deep inside, that’s impossible for me to hide.
The pain that started because of that fight… the one that keeps me up at night…. The fight that made me stop thinking everything would be alright.
The pain that makes my stomach hurt even when I’m full, because without you here, my life feels so dull.
Which is so weird to me, because now you’re the one I want it to be. When before all you did was act mean, and you made me mad to let off your steam.
But now the only thing that comes out are streams…
Streams of tears, not even for all the past years, streams for what I said, tears because I let my ego get to my head.
I want to try, and I don’t know why, but why can’t I just stay away from you and hide? It’s just a person I met, just some other guy…
But I’m wrong, this isn’t a verse for some cheesy ass love song. These are the feelings I have for you, ones you found. That seemed to appear out of the blue.
I really don’t want it to end, not you… Please don’t take away my best friend.
He finally said it back, and now all I see when I send a message is a screen full of black.
And there are no warm smiles, not even a look back.
There’s a turn, without much time to even mourn.
Mourn what just became true, the moment I actually met you.
Three years with you, feeling like a home, now I ride on the train all alone. Maybe this is my deserved karma, something that god wants me to atone for?
For each train ride, fewer and fewer were there. Yet in the start, there was barely breathing air…
But we only live once, yet I died when you left me. The burning feeling of loneliness ate me from the inside.
Should I chase after my dreams, or cower and hide? Throw away my fear, or throw away my pride…
I feel like this is my utter defeat…. I’m not sure what choice to make.
Do I say YOLO or YËAT…
