I'll Wait.

The sun will shine. 

The breeze will be subtle.

The waves will be just the right size.

And that perfect beach day, will be just that, perfect. 

I'll wait for this day all summer.

And if it doesn't come, I'll have to wait for it again next summer.

And I'll wait for eternity until the world doesn't fuck up. 

The sky is dark. 

The clouds are vast.

The puddles are growing, more and more.

And for those clouds to part, would be splendid.

I'll wait by the window all day.

And if they don't part, I'll have to wait again tomorrow

And I'll wait for eternity, because the world continues to fuck up. 

A Word or Two.

Her mind is restless.

Her body longs for rest, 

the rest is so well deserves.

She takes a breath.

She lays in her bed.

The light from the moon, 

shines gloriously upon her face.

She closes her eyes.

He is all she thinks of.

His eyes are always on her mind,

and the way he makes her feel.

She begins to smile.

A world she longs for becomes clear.

A world built for two people,

A world where she is with him.

She is in love. 

Confusion

Confusion.

How is it defined?

Your heart sways one direction, 

Your mind pulling in the other.

Confusion.

Does it get the better of you?

Your mind running toward sanity,

Your heart longing for those eyes.

Confusion.

What does it do?

Your mind questions the decision,

Your heart knows it was the right way.

Confusion.

Does not exist.

When it comes to matters of the heart,

It is the lust for sanity the mind seeks, 

that tricks the heart.

Beacause...

Because, I don't feel happy anymore.

Because, I'm not sure if I'm meant to be. 

Because, my parents think this is a phase. 

Because, no matter how much I try, I just don't care.

Because, I feel trapped. 

Because, I'm scared.

Because, Because. 

Because, I'm lucky to have the friends I do.

Because, music gives me comfort. 

Because, he told me he'd be there.

Because, the world is beautiful.

Because, I love him. 

Because, I'm scared. 

Because, Because. 

A Girl.

And so she went missing, 

but her presence remained, 

her body remained, 

she remained.

And something about her changed, 

her outlook on like was different, 

her smile was different, 

she was different.

And she just began to stare, 

off into her own little world, 

off into space, 

into the sky.

And no-one understood her anymore, 

why she had become distant, 

why she has been lonely,

why she was sad.

But, one day she was found,

a piece of her still wanders, 

still looking around, 

searching.

And for him, she extends a thanks,

for being there when she needed, 

for making her laugh, 

for finding her. 

The Lonely Crow

The lonely crow remains, 

sitting, weeping, alone.

The lonely crow has been, 

betrayed, abandoned, isolated.

The lonely crow is now, 

searching, seeking, found. 

The lonely crow is going, 

running, flying, away. 

The lonely crow is,

a girl; in disguise; me.

Stare, Like I did before.

An introductory speech, in the form of confessions:

*Sometimes, I don't know if I believe in love

*Sometimes, I bite my nails

*Sometimes, I get carried away

*Sometimes, I hate people

*Sometimes, I love people

*Sometimes, I contradict myself

*Sometimes, I frown

*Sometimes, I let the world get the better of me

*Sometimes, I let music carry me away

*Sometimes, I would rather be sad, than happy

*Sometimes, I get speechless

But, all of the time I am afraid. Afraid of the future. Afraid of judgement. Afraid of silence. Afraid of letting myself fall in love. Afraid that I have let my self fall in love. Afraid that when I say goodbye it will be the last. Afraid that one day, the world will be too much to handle. Afraid of what hides in the dark, when I close my eyes. Afraid of the unknown. 

I'm afraid of sometimes.