Do you ever just want to be seen. Perhaps the way that your mother sees you? You know, in the way that "you can do no wrong" or the "you're beautiful no matter what". In the unconditional way that no one else will ever see you. Is it possible to grow into that? Is it possible to be tortured enough that you just really fall into someone so much that you just can't let go?
someone knows you are better than you are letting on.
someone knows you can be more.
someone knows that you would never hurt even a tiny animal.
someone knows that you yearn to be wanted, loved, adored.
someone knows that you can't breathe.
someone has been trying to help you.
everyone has their own battles.
Do you ever feel like know one knows the 'real' you? The you who secretly loves to dance like a retarded ape when you're alone. The you who hid your crush from everyone for a reason that you can't even find. The you who quietly listens to music that only you understand.
Why can't you save anybody?
why can't you be someone else?
why can't you just leave?
Do you ever feel sad when everyone around you is happy? Do you ever feel invisible because of it? Do you ever want to scream when the room is more silent than you've ever heard? Do you ever feel hurt so deep in your core that you just cry uncontrollably without a logical reason? Do you ever feel so undeserving of what you have that you ache in spite of yourself?
Sometimes tears sting worse than the pain in your heart but most times it pales in comparison to the roar coursing through your body.
Sometimes kissing feels like a fire in your body but most times it pales in comparison to the passion you seek.
Sometimes secrets can be the thing that holds you together while other times they can be the thing that keeps you from being whole.
Sometimes the pain can blind you from feeling the joy of your surroundings and realizing the love that exists there.
Sometimes the wind in your hair breathes life into your soul but most of the time it's just annoying to have your hair flapping around.
I have only one real question... what does all this mean? What does it all mean to you? Because in the end the only one who can fully understand you is you.
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