Submissions by flystaar (Gajelly)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Sadists
Does a soul ever tire of living in a clock everyday?
Does a shooting star ever lash out due to pain?
Or does everybody accept things that they can fix?
Everybody's losing their minds in their rundown shacks,
But that's only because they never tire of being sad.
Acceptance, there's no acceptance here.
Who's going to make us fearless?
That's all we need, that's all we need.
Eyes that realize, but we know they can't save us at all.
It's up to us, we're out of here.
After all, they're all masochists in a lovesick world.
But...
Does a shooting star ever lash out due to pain?
Or does everybody accept things that they can fix?
Everybody's losing their minds in their rundown shacks,
But that's only because they never tire of being sad.
Acceptance, there's no acceptance here.
Who's going to make us fearless?
That's all we need, that's all we need.
Eyes that realize, but we know they can't save us at all.
It's up to us, we're out of here.
After all, they're all masochists in a lovesick world.
But...
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Aim
I'm not sure what I'm doing here, but I believe it's for the best.
I'm not sure why my hand aims directly at you.
You see the anger from my face drip directly down to hell.
Then you cry like you care and shout,
"What the hell did you do, you crazy bastard?"
I laugh like a mad man and say, "I'm coming after you."
I replace my skin
Just to start again.
But I'd rather burn a hole in my chest than to let you win.
You see, my heart is withering away like it was supposed to be there.
My voice is low like I actually cared.
But...
I'm not sure why my hand aims directly at you.
You see the anger from my face drip directly down to hell.
Then you cry like you care and shout,
"What the hell did you do, you crazy bastard?"
I laugh like a mad man and say, "I'm coming after you."
I replace my skin
Just to start again.
But I'd rather burn a hole in my chest than to let you win.
You see, my heart is withering away like it was supposed to be there.
My voice is low like I actually cared.
But...
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Hello, Flamingo
Temptation has its sweet revenge like ice.
I'm punching my skin hard, don't treat me nicely.
See, they're telling me I'm big then I'm a skeleton,
Saying I'm not good enough so I lower my chin.
I stand out, but that's frowned upon.
I'm never the same color, not your price.
Smoking the green to avoid time.
So I can savor this moment.
Baby, I'm on it like air.
And say, "Hello, flamingo" (hello, flamingo)
Like flare.
Now who are you to say I'm undeserving?
Love's petals are not to be plucked like leaves.
Now I'm falling, I'm...
I'm punching my skin hard, don't treat me nicely.
See, they're telling me I'm big then I'm a skeleton,
Saying I'm not good enough so I lower my chin.
I stand out, but that's frowned upon.
I'm never the same color, not your price.
Smoking the green to avoid time.
So I can savor this moment.
Baby, I'm on it like air.
And say, "Hello, flamingo" (hello, flamingo)
Like flare.
Now who are you to say I'm undeserving?
Love's petals are not to be plucked like leaves.
Now I'm falling, I'm...
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Get Back [ Based off of myself & Kyo from Fruits Basket ]
Those sapphire eyes still ring in the back of my mind.
Still makes me coward behind a brick wall.
I bring out my nerf gun, get back or we'll fall.
It's amazing what can happen if I close my eyes for a little while.
Oh no, they see me for me now, don't they?
Oh no! No! They know what I am!
Get back because the monster in me won't subside,
Unless I'm not held, but understood and accepted.
No, I don't expect some butterfly fairytale,
But all I need is to learn to accept myself,
And with your help, if it's not too much to ask.
But for now, get...
Still makes me coward behind a brick wall.
I bring out my nerf gun, get back or we'll fall.
It's amazing what can happen if I close my eyes for a little while.
Oh no, they see me for me now, don't they?
Oh no! No! They know what I am!
Get back because the monster in me won't subside,
Unless I'm not held, but understood and accepted.
No, I don't expect some butterfly fairytale,
But all I need is to learn to accept myself,
And with your help, if it's not too much to ask.
But for now, get...
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Marilyn Monroe
My smile swears I'm happy but it lies hardcore.
Tears and trashy words say "I can't take it anymore."
I'm not seen for my spine.
I'm only noticed for a dime.
Perfect figure and all, just look at the headline:
"This pathetic girl deserves her painful life."
Oh, don't you see?
I see Marilyn Monroe walking the neon streets
At 11:11 just to make her dreams come alive.
Every attempt fails for her to die.
Marilyn Monroe is tired of looking at sidewalks with a magnifying glass.
But sometimes she gets side tracked.
Girls, don't...
Tears and trashy words say "I can't take it anymore."
I'm not seen for my spine.
I'm only noticed for a dime.
Perfect figure and all, just look at the headline:
"This pathetic girl deserves her painful life."
Oh, don't you see?
I see Marilyn Monroe walking the neon streets
At 11:11 just to make her dreams come alive.
Every attempt fails for her to die.
Marilyn Monroe is tired of looking at sidewalks with a magnifying glass.
But sometimes she gets side tracked.
Girls, don't...
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Fuel
She said, "Maybe there's a kryptonite
For someone who has the inability to cry,"
But he said, "Or maybe it's all imagined in your head.
Who the hell cares if we're all gonna end up dead?"
But what does he know, he know?
What does he know?
Gasoline is the fuel for an empty car.
Music is the fuel for a broken head.
You look so cool,
With a redneck grin, but you've got tattoos.
Maybe that's my fuel.
Look at me the way you do, love.
I'm telling you, I've found my fuel.
Did I hear you stutter? That's not like you....
For someone who has the inability to cry,"
But he said, "Or maybe it's all imagined in your head.
Who the hell cares if we're all gonna end up dead?"
But what does he know, he know?
What does he know?
Gasoline is the fuel for an empty car.
Music is the fuel for a broken head.
You look so cool,
With a redneck grin, but you've got tattoos.
Maybe that's my fuel.
Look at me the way you do, love.
I'm telling you, I've found my fuel.
Did I hear you stutter? That's not like you....
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Winter
So frost covers your solid eyes.
The curtains tell me its not even winter outside.
If you tell me one more lie,
Then trusting you again would be a waste of time.
You bark, you bark with willow trees and weary rhymes.
And dreary lines seem to cover up your ankles.
Oh, the place is below zero from head to toe.
You're reaching for your winter coat.
The place is below zero from head to toe.
I can't help but let it go.
I can't help but ignore the snow.
So daisies try to fill up our hearts.
But we're lame and send them off on cable cars....
The curtains tell me its not even winter outside.
If you tell me one more lie,
Then trusting you again would be a waste of time.
You bark, you bark with willow trees and weary rhymes.
And dreary lines seem to cover up your ankles.
Oh, the place is below zero from head to toe.
You're reaching for your winter coat.
The place is below zero from head to toe.
I can't help but let it go.
I can't help but ignore the snow.
So daisies try to fill up our hearts.
But we're lame and send them off on cable cars....
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Scream
In the morning, my teeth fall out.
And I float off the stairwell, crying as I go down.
They say "I can smell it, you're high as an airplane, aren't you?"
It makes me forget but you don't know why.
You say "Now tell me why, why.
Now tell me why, why, why."
I scream from the bottom of my heart
"I love you, I love you."
Now look where thats got me.
I scream from the pit of my stomach
"I love you, I love you."
Now there's no more screaming
"I love you, I love you,"
Because I really do.
...
And I float off the stairwell, crying as I go down.
They say "I can smell it, you're high as an airplane, aren't you?"
It makes me forget but you don't know why.
You say "Now tell me why, why.
Now tell me why, why, why."
I scream from the bottom of my heart
"I love you, I love you."
Now look where thats got me.
I scream from the pit of my stomach
"I love you, I love you."
Now there's no more screaming
"I love you, I love you,"
Because I really do.
...
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Pitbull
I don't have it, I have nothing, so why are you still around?
No daisies to kick, no pupils to dilate.
I'm a blind one, but I'm no fool.
'Cause I don't fall, I jump, and then I fly,
I fly to end a life.
I'm a lonely one, but that's cool.
'Cause that's all that matters these days, right?
If it's cool, then drool.
And kill. Kill, baby, kill if it's cool.
It's never too late, I hear, to change, but that's just not me.
I'm strong in mind, but my heart's another thing.
The best way to stay pure is to pretend your heart is not there.
I tell...
No daisies to kick, no pupils to dilate.
I'm a blind one, but I'm no fool.
'Cause I don't fall, I jump, and then I fly,
I fly to end a life.
I'm a lonely one, but that's cool.
'Cause that's all that matters these days, right?
If it's cool, then drool.
And kill. Kill, baby, kill if it's cool.
It's never too late, I hear, to change, but that's just not me.
I'm strong in mind, but my heart's another thing.
The best way to stay pure is to pretend your heart is not there.
I tell...
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Play
Dont talk, dont breathe, I whisper to myself as I curl up in bed.
It's best to sit and let it all rot in my head.
No its not, they tell me, but they know not a thing, do they?
But I can't help it, they say laziness is not a thing.
So I let the birdy fly, fly, fly.
And I tell them "This is where I am."
So I'll put on a play, a play about honor and a play about lost souls.
This play's about roads, roads I took, roads that made me bold.
All I'll do in this play is act, act like I'm wise.
And I'll pretend that, that life is alright.
You see,...
It's best to sit and let it all rot in my head.
No its not, they tell me, but they know not a thing, do they?
But I can't help it, they say laziness is not a thing.
So I let the birdy fly, fly, fly.
And I tell them "This is where I am."
So I'll put on a play, a play about honor and a play about lost souls.
This play's about roads, roads I took, roads that made me bold.
All I'll do in this play is act, act like I'm wise.
And I'll pretend that, that life is alright.
You see,...
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Tiger
I sink, no, I sunk, I was always the outcast.
Least likely to crown a crowd of people who can stand up.
Most likely to let the chains whip, let the chains crack my skin.
Well, I thank you for thinking I won't win.
Hear the sky scratch, hear the tiger growl.
Do you hear it? Do you hear it?
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is...
Least likely to crown a crowd of people who can stand up.
Most likely to let the chains whip, let the chains crack my skin.
Well, I thank you for thinking I won't win.
Hear the sky scratch, hear the tiger growl.
Do you hear it? Do you hear it?
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is...
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Remedy
I'm not yours anymore so get the hell out of my head.
I cant believe I was so stupid as to believe the words that you said.
I'm not lost, just tired, so don't go nagging me.
I never met you or saw your gritting teeth.
It's that smirk--oh, that smirk--I can't deal with this right now.
I'll try to let the vultures go, vultures go.
Let me go, let me go, what's that fire in your hallow eyes?
Let me go, let me go, this isn't going to be my suicide.
Let me go, let me go.
I just want a fucking remedy.
Hot stones won't help but I refuse to...
I cant believe I was so stupid as to believe the words that you said.
I'm not lost, just tired, so don't go nagging me.
I never met you or saw your gritting teeth.
It's that smirk--oh, that smirk--I can't deal with this right now.
I'll try to let the vultures go, vultures go.
Let me go, let me go, what's that fire in your hallow eyes?
Let me go, let me go, this isn't going to be my suicide.
Let me go, let me go.
I just want a fucking remedy.
Hot stones won't help but I refuse to...
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