Slinky1996

We live in a mess. One we've created ourselves, through our stubbornness and fear. We believe the world is black and white and we've made no thought of color. Yet we see in blue in red, and so we speak in purple. The sound crashes against our ears, telling us to live like yellow. Yet we're striving for green, and falling short. Wondering why our lives turned out so chartreuse. It's that yellow in your green.  Or more fittingly, the green in your yellow. How about you stop being so maroon, and be a little more magenta? You're nowhere on track. You're living so brown. Open up a rainbow. I'm loving like violet now. Take on every shade, parade ev

Sometimes things affect you differently than you expected. You expect to enjoy yourself, to have fun, and you do... At first, And then something unexpected happens, And you find yourself sitting in a parking lot crying. Everyone has their own reasons, and even though we are together, Our separate reasons isolate us. We find ourselves alone in the company of friends, And we try to keep our reasons to ourselves, Because we know our friends are hurting too. We don't want to burden them with our pain when they have their own, But sometimes simply knowing that they're there, Having them close, And knowing its ok to cry, Because everyone is crying.

A broken soul At war with its self At war with its own thoughts The daylight's far too harsh A creature of the night Afraid of being swallowed by the dark Cower at thought of social stimulation Finding refuge in solus Cry when no one's looking The smile is skin deep Too afraid to look inside Afraid of what it might find The truth might shatter the glass Break the facade The illusion of life