Poetry

This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.

  • That would be such a lie

    On my mind

    Interloper

    Such affection for nothing

    It’s a part you portray so I had to know the real person

    Desperately

    Foolishly

    There are shields I will never know

    If I could will it

    It can’t be chance if I force it

    But possibility is terrifying

    Waiting for something that may happen

    I don’t know what I’m waiting for

    That’s the problem

    I don’t even know if it’s in my stars

    If I could see you I’d tell you

    All those nights I was alone and you were my only friend

    I’d tell you all those moments I felt so low and you took my hand and helped me back up

    I’d tell you of a homesick and scared young person reaching back for home and finding you

    I’d tell you I thought you were a complete prat

    But when you made fun of yourself I didn’t anymore

    I’d tell you some of your lyrics I can’t listen to anymore because time has soured them

    The meanings these things have for me now

    I’m just the blurry person in the background

    I don’t have any spark

    I don’t burn bright like all the people that surround you

    But I believe in you

    I don’t know what that means

    Because it’s not like you need believing in

    You’re the Sun coming out

    The days seem so colourless here

    A dash of colour

    I’m frustrated with myself for this

    Ashamed

    Who does this?

    Me, apparently

    I’m not your average person

    That’s probably why I’m alone

    But I firmly believe whatever you put forth next will be just as brilliant as before

    You have this technical grasp of music that I could never

    So caught up in its magic am I

    I don’t bring anything

    Background character in everyone’s stories

    I just wanted to shine

    Just a bit

    For you

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  • The sky is weird

    It’s cloudy

    And it’s not weird that it’s cloudy but it has this odd yellow tinge

    Like the Sun is in places it ought not to be at 11am

    Like outside is cloudy at 4pm right now

    And it could rain

    Rather I’m willing it to

    Rain in July

    I was wondering where the wind was

    And then they swept by my legs

    And again for good measure

    What strange weather this is

    Clouds depicting the wrong time of day

    What is this strange place I’ve woken up in?

    This day feels off

    I didn’t get to sit in my sunbeam this morning

    Please don’t suddenly become cloudy just as Saturn is coming up

    I missed so much of him last year

    I miss when he was in the Summer

    Well, as long as the wind’s there, eh?

    I wish the clouds would fall to the ground

    That curious way that dandelions stay closed in the shadows but open under the clouds

    Like they’re welcoming

    The rain

    That just started falling

    Blessed be it

    Ah the moment the rain begins to fall

    What lovely and cooperative clouds these are

    We need a word for it

    The beginning of the rain

    A nice Summer downpour

    That would be nice

    The yellowness has faded

    They’re back to being grey

    What a strange moment that was

    Like the sky above them was on fire

    How peculiar this world is

    You always show me such interesting things

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  • If I could softly align these thoughts

    If I could make them make sense

    Would the chance be born?

    If I could put aside all the problems of this world

    And just see you

    Would you just see me?

    I can’t see someone I can’t see

    I have sat here guessing a thousand guesses

    Strangers

    And I’m strange and can’t handle that

    If I could find the thing that makes you different

    Would my heart finally let go?

    Clinging to you

    Desperately

    And I ask it why

    And together we just say

    I don’t know

    We don’t know together

    And together we go

    If there was a way to you I would have found it by now

    Instead I am frozen in Time

    Wondering what I missed

    Surely it was something important

    There’s no way to know if there’s a tomorrow

    And I leave into the night again

    Into stories my mind keeps telling me

    If only I could switch them

    Just exist in my dreams

    The Universe named me Sleeping Beauty

    I’d exist with a thousand fake yous

    A thousand faces my mind wears

    Don’t you wish it?

    Don’t you wish I would disappear?

    But reality it doesn’t give in to my endless wishing

    A million shooting stars couldn’t make up for all of them

    Crumpled into the flames

    I could find out a billion things about you and never know what’s right

    Hey

    Are we sitting beside eachother?

    Looking at the stars?

    To come to the end of the day with you

    It’s not nearly enough

    But we’ll be continuing forward

    Every day I wake another marching day

    Through this wilderness of nothing

    It’s not me

    I know that

    I want to know

    So many things

    Will you strike me down at the end of the journey and laugh?

    This life when I didn’t meet you

    切ないほど寂しい

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  • This song feels like it’s mocking me

    I tried screaming louder

    And louder

    I don’t know how to come out of the shadows

    The Sun lights me but I remain completely unknown

    The people who I want to hear me never do

    Yeah, great, generic pop songs sound like him now

    Butt face

    If the someone screaming love is me

    Endlessly giving the world what I want

    It certainly feels like I’m alone

    I want someone who can see me

    Tell who I am

    Without me even noticing

    I’m looking for the same dedication

    I don’t know where he is

    What a stupid question

    I don’t know anything really

    See the biggest joke would be me setting eyes on my true love and dying

    But they might just go for the easy

    And they never found their love

    Stupid Author

    Stupid Fates

    Curse you all to live the same life as me then

    I remember reaching my early adulthood and feeling like everyone was leaving me behind

    Now they’re gone

    So far from where I could see them

    A future without you

    Seems so pointless to me

    And yet here I am in the future and my hands are empty

    My bag is full

    Alone on this path

    I don’t know where I thought I was going

    It’s much too late to go back

    I hope there comes a day

    Even if it’s somewhere so far away from here I can’t imagine

    I’m not the one

    I remember that so clearly

    Let go of the glowing orb you’re not the one

    But if we could just be near eachother

    Enough to have a conversation

    Call me maybe is so fifteen years ago.

    Wow, we’re old

    But maybe one of these wishes will come true

    There’s so many, one of them has to spark

    Maybe it’ll light all the other wishes ablaze

    Leave nothing but ash

    So I can start filling the well again

    Maybe I’ll try water this time

    See I threw a wish in the well

    No one ever said it was a wishing well

    My bad

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  • I don’t think I ever lost that teenage fire

    So many have

    He has

    All grown into tired adults

    I’m a tired adult but I’m also a firey teenager

    I’m also that scared tiny child with nowhere to hide

    Can’t they still feel them?

    The fires of youth

    Don’t they still burn within them?

    That cold realization that this world was not what they told you

    The want to rebel against it

    Had they harnessed it

    Would they have the same fire as me?

    Instead they fell in line

    He did too

    He plays within his bounds

    I didn’t see happiness in the adulthood my parents had

    More freedom, perhaps, than I, a child

    I never wanted what they had

    Ironic I ended up with less

    Clearly I should have specified I wanted it better

    I suppose

    They’d have to have that fire too

    I didn’t really realise he doesn’t until now

    It must suck to be a product

    Sometimes I pity him

    Sometimes I wonder if somehow

    I ended up with more of me

    And they all ended up with less of themselves

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  • So many will disappear into it

    Who’s going back 3000 into the madness?

    3000 moments in time

    Some I can explain

    Some I can’t

    If I could break the pain

    Wander in the light without the chains

    When I see chances I take them

    There just haven’t been many

    Some people get more chances than others

    It’s probably partially my fault

    For being shy

    But what did the world expect?

    I’m told I was an incredibly outgoing kid

    Well toddler I guess

    I never felt genuine connection when I was young

    I have memories of being 5 and going to birthday parties and having them and

    Those people never stuck

    No one ever did

    Except the people who are stuck with me

    If I could change reality

    Just a bit

    I would make me stickier

    I don’t know what about myself I can change to fit other people

    I tried everything

    I mean, so many times

    I’m still this me that no one really needs around

    Sometimes I exist to spite all the people that don’t need me

    I feel like I tried to pull a cool shortcut in Mario Kart and fell off the path

    If I pile it

    And pile it

    Will it somehow become better?

    You didn’t want to be shown

    Misunderstood the assignment

    Sing it back but actually no

    Here I go taking things literally again

    I may not have value

    My song may be worthless

    Has any song gone as long and as unsung?

    No melody nor music

    Well, no

    The music is written in in ways you couldn’t imagine

    I don’t know about you

    But I see all this bleeding and think

    If someone had come along to help pick up the pieces

    It would have created a different world

    It must be easy to love the world when you have friends and a person who love you

    I don’t know about you

    But I am very alone here

    Surrounded by beings whose languages I don’t speak

    I used to day dream about this house in the woods by a waterfall

    Worry that I would get lonely there

    Well, joke’s on us I guess

    Because I live in the middle of “civilization”

    And I’m lonely here

    Never alone

    But so lonely

    自分に似てる人ってないの?

    Am I even human?

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