Love is the feeling of companionship and joy.
Love is the feeling of trust.
Everyday I see you I feel complete.
I feel almost as if we were made to meet.
No matter how many times you smile it always
brightens my day.
No matter how many times you laugh
it never fades away.
When I’m alone I think of you.
When I’m depressed you brighten my day.
No matter how alone I feel
you make me find the way.
I’m a roller coaster that goes up,
my friend.
My life is like a carousel, that
goes round and round.
I fell in love. The way you
fall asleep slowly and then all at once.
White roses like being in love with someone you can’t be in love with.
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
Nightmares can be terrifying and deceiving.
Pain demands to be felt.
Details that fall from the
leaves, slowly from all the tears.
Maybe ‘okay’ will be our always.
We are in the midst of crisis.
No matter how sturdy something appears, it has a weakness.
I’m a lost toy!
How could you let your hate overcome our love?!
Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye,
And through this pain I can find my peace.
But as of now I’m not me.
Now I have become death, the destroyer of the worlds!
Thank you for this my dear.
Truthfully I needed the space, you’re far too independent.
The disease has sharpened my senses.
Now I’ve realized that my heart was blind.
There is only 4 things about this universe I know—
There’s 7.125 billion people in the world,
Mercury is the only metal that is liquid,
I myself don’t believe in explaining anything,
And I WILL GET OVER THIS!
Being alone is very difficult,
But it’s difficult to be alone.
I opened my eyes and looked within.
This isn’t the last of Earth
For I am the passion and the magic in the air.
We have our dark sides.
And they say, once you found it, you lost your mind.
But I just conquered the tallest roller coaster in the world.
So how, then, am I mad?
People are random
Things are random
The boy who lived
Cats love milk
Private drive pirates say arr
People get sick
Glass shards
What is a nickel?
Mr. Clean was created by oxi-clean
“It isn’t clean unless it’s oxi-clean”
A substance and a cushion
Pop tarts taste like candy
Sandwiches are good
Lay, you fire
No one will ever forget about Beyonce
Random, Random, Random
Imagine a world where everyone was dead except for one,
The Boy who lived.
Evil spirits and angry souls,
Angry that he didn’t go.
They try to take his heart
And knock him down.
They try to make him bleed,
Make him drown.
In fact, he’s scared—
Time are rough,
No family, no love.
And he’s not very tough.
They are full with jealousy.
They wish that they could be him.
They want to poison his veins
And weaken his limbs.
They did not survive
So why did he,
That is what all of them think,
So much hatred and negativity.
Everything is dark.
When they gnaw at his soul,
It feels like they are stabbing him with darts.
He prays he begs
But nothing works.
He gets even weaker
As they jerk and they jerk.
He’s not one to hide his emotions.
He hurts, he gets upset, and he cries.
Now he’s just accepted who he is,
The boy who lived.