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Lies
My mom says I'm creative because I make up stories
I do a lot
I'm living many lives
Like the one where I'm laying under the stars with jay flipping boats and almost dying
Or the one where I'm laying in a hotel room with phil looking at the effil tower
Or the one where I'm sitting on the counter watching Jonathan cook
Or sitting in best buy harassing my best friend Jonathan( not the one before this one)
Or laying on the couch playing video games or reading with Jesus
Or with a diffrent family who actually cares about me
Or at work with my brother who likes me
Or in a forest watching fairies in Ireland
Or with brendon and basil and all of the bridge people
Or my favorite
Laying in bed being Ava
The fun sexy brunette everybody loves
I live my life being Ava
Singing dancing
Not giving a damn what goes on
Being amazing
Ava is my favorite lie of them all
I wish I was her
I wish all of my stories ate true
All are better than my life
Sitting here bored as hell in a blue room with many of my stories playing in my head
My friends say I'm bipolar or something
My mom says I'm creative
I say I'm a liar
I do a lot
I'm living many lives
Like the one where I'm laying under the stars with jay flipping boats and almost dying
Or the one where I'm laying in a hotel room with phil looking at the effil tower
Or the one where I'm sitting on the counter watching Jonathan cook
Or sitting in best buy harassing my best friend Jonathan( not the one before this one)
Or laying on the couch playing video games or reading with Jesus
Or with a diffrent family who actually cares about me
Or at work with my brother who likes me
Or in a forest watching fairies in Ireland
Or with brendon and basil and all of the bridge people
Or my favorite
Laying in bed being Ava
The fun sexy brunette everybody loves
I live my life being Ava
Singing dancing
Not giving a damn what goes on
Being amazing
Ava is my favorite lie of them all
I wish I was her
I wish all of my stories ate true
All are better than my life
Sitting here bored as hell in a blue room with many of my stories playing in my head
My friends say I'm bipolar or something
My mom says I'm creative
I say I'm a liar
Published 27th Jul 2015
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28th Jul 2015 00:39am
I relate to this. I've always made up stories in my head like this. I like to make characters specifically. And they're always versions of people that I would rather be . It's a good escape.
Over all the poem has a really genuine feel to it. I can tell it's something personal to you. I also really love the ending.
Over all the poem has a really genuine feel to it. I can tell it's something personal to you. I also really love the ending.
Anonymous
28th Jul 2015 3:45am
Not lies. Imagination.
If you can create the scene and live it in your mind as if it's real, it's a gift.
I can relate to all of this, despite being no longer young.
I don't know if you are bipolar. Perhaps dyslexic. I am.
When Mom says you're creative, she's right.
If you can create the scene and live it in your mind as if it's real, it's a gift.
I can relate to all of this, despite being no longer young.
I don't know if you are bipolar. Perhaps dyslexic. I am.
When Mom says you're creative, she's right.
2nd Oct 2015 11:48pm
