TheDemiDevil

there are somay things i wished i could do

or be or have

but i always look in the mirror and remember like an old song

that there's nothing wrong with what i have right now.

 

A loud, obnoxious bee floats between flowers

Collecting the natural sugar and creating honey in an organized bee hive.



I wish my brain worked like that. I wish my mind was organized.

you dont see it yet
maybe you never will
but i do
every glance, every glare, every eye roll, every comment, 
i see it all
i hear every noise too
every single thump, scratch, laugh, 
i can hear it all down here.

tired of feeling lonely?
tired of feeling sad?
tired of feeling insecure?
tired of feeling worried?
tired of feeling unwanted?
tired of feeling dramatic?
tired of feeling needy?
tired of feeling annoying?

that was me trying
not to cry while you
turned away from me
mid sentence and
spread your arms wide
to say hello
to your real freinds

it used to not bother me
but now i see
that everyone has a special someone