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Ventilation

Squirt

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Hand resting on my chin,
Here I sit, yet again
Watching the screen
For something unseen
That's not really there,
But I don't really care.
I guess I just hope
I'll be able to cope
With my nonexistence
In your eyes, since
You don't seem to care
Whether or not I'm there.
Hand resting on my chin,
Here I sit, yet again,
Just like always,
Wasting my days
Thinking about someone
Who wants only to run.
I don't know why...
I know I need to try
To move away from this
Suffocating abyss
And find some safety
In my forced naiveté.
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i know it's cheesy rhyming, but i was in the mood for it for some reason.
-- squirt
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"dude, if the quaker oat man can sell "life", i think i can sell death." -- ian
((official founding member of the stuck up/8 up crew))
"Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. But, what it does mean is that you've decided to see beyond the imperfections."
 
/me hugs a cheesysquirtles
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:: fights the urge to let tears fall from her eyes ::
i know how it is, all to well
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Mellabopper
 
squirt,
that was really awesome. i totally connect with your emotion there. keep posting in words! you're a breath of fresh air.
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The cheesy rhyming works really well strangely enough.
I've been down a similar path myself.
I think most people have.
Very easy to relate to.
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What the fuck, the fuck have I become? I've become the product of the sum. Caught in this endless circle. I've become the stupidest man in the world.
 
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