zxnmvstxr:

In a daze, I awoke
Feeling so lost
Not like lost bearings
But with feelings amiss
My stomach no longer fluttered
My head not as light
As I was accustomed to
Normalcy had taken over
As odd to me as it was
I continued moving forward
Living life as if nothing had changed
I lived and I…

During my many misadventures

I came across the perfect girl

Her beauty, impeccable

Her aura was a sight to behold

She carried herself in such a manner

It wowed me before she spoke a single word

So why when she approaches me

I turn her down for a girl who is imperfect

Not as beautiful, nor amazing

I’m unabashed to say

Well it is not to me, but for me

That makes this girl perfect

Her quirkiness and honesty

Is what makes her well worth it

So when the perfect girl comes around

For her, imperfect I will never sacrifice

All because love is blind

And for me that shall suffice

zxnmvstxr:

The sky is crying

Its been crying all week

I think to match my mood

Accompanied by dark clouds

The eery gloom dances across my face

Face it, I thought

The scars are still there

They will always be there

Melted into my skin to hide from everyone

But the pain remains fresh

As if when a second passes me by

I relive the moment

So I dance in the rain

To numb all the pain

And though your words fade

The scars shall remain

zxnmvstxr:

you and me were like a broken record
such a clichéd statement to make
but true nonetheless, funny ain’t it?
one after another, arguments arise
with us both making our case
we have the same end goal
peace and happiness among us
at first it was never too much to ask
now, it’ll be a miracle…

I don’t believe in Jesus
I don’t believe in heaven
I believe in a higher power
I believe we’re all descendants
I believe in growing old
I don’t believe in growing up
I don’t believe in you’re too young
I don’t believe in you’re old as fuck
I believe we’re uniquely different
I believe we’re all the same
I believe in equal love
I don’t believe we’re all too blame
I don’t believe in moving forward
I don’t believe in living in the past
I believe in living in the moment
I believe in making things last
I don’t believe in true love
I believe love exists
I don’t believe in never again
I believe in those whom persist
I don’t believe in hate
I believe in all the believers
I believe in the visionaries
I believe in all the dreamers

What if aliens built the pyramids?
What if the moon is just a myth?
What if kids moved out the house
By the time they reached their fifth?
What if we’re not intelligent?
What if everything is just a lie?
What if things could be more simple?
What if gravity we could defy?
What if monogamy is not the answer?
What if love does not exist?
What if we could take control
With every word that leaves our lips?
What if I had all the answers?
What if questions I had no more?
What if everything was a journey
An adventure for me to explore?

Why do we ask the questions
Seeking answers we don’t want to know?
Why isn’t the sky purple?
Why does it have to snow?
Why do people lose faith?
Why do others choose to believe?
Why are people filled with so much love?
Why don’t others give what they receive?
Why are people filled with hatred?
Why exert the energy that it needs?
Why are we intrigued by the bad in the world
And not the smallest of good deeds?
Why are we so out of focus?
Why are we not focused on what we should?
Why when a relationship ends
We focus on the bad times and rarely the good?
Why do people get involved?
Why are idols forever adored?
Why do you think its wrong of me
To think that I loved you more?
Why do we ask the questions
Seeking answers we don’t want to know?
Why when I try to answer myself
There is never any evidence to show?

zxnmvster:

Looking back at my past

Feeling so reminiscent

I wonder why for you

It was so hard to listen

So hard to take a second

And give me a chance

Instead you had given up

And moved to a new man

But that was then, this is now

And now your old news

I’m tired of getting repetitive

Singing these…