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Golden
.
Still,
Dead baby
Praying for a change
Years
Before this limbo -
Action backstage,
Best friends and coaches,
And I'm golden.
Broken verses
To
Tell
Broken dreams
And you know I laugh.
Fucking shock me alive.
Chalk dust,
Oxford dictionary,
Let me -
Queen of vocabulary,
Pens, pencils,
And I'm golden.
Last lap of teenage dreams
Shooting go in
Just how many
Fucking
Days
And you know I cry.
I'm thinking again I want to die.
I can spell you out, darling,
I can weave you in my narrative,
But I,
This narrative,
Am going nowhere -
Never moving -
Not now.
(I know now by heart the closeness of
Apathetic
And
Pathetic)
Rubbing elbows
With higher ups,
Principal's office -
No meds,
And no docs,
No episodes,
And I'm golden.
I was fucking golden.
Just one more time,
Can I
Feel
The heavy on my
Neck
And
Bite
The gold?
.
Still,
Dead baby
Praying for a change
Years
Before this limbo -
Action backstage,
Best friends and coaches,
And I'm golden.
Broken verses
To
Tell
Broken dreams
And you know I laugh.
Fucking shock me alive.
Chalk dust,
Oxford dictionary,
Let me -
Queen of vocabulary,
Pens, pencils,
And I'm golden.
Last lap of teenage dreams
Shooting go in
Just how many
Fucking
Days
And you know I cry.
I'm thinking again I want to die.
I can spell you out, darling,
I can weave you in my narrative,
But I,
This narrative,
Am going nowhere -
Never moving -
Not now.
(I know now by heart the closeness of
Apathetic
And
Pathetic)
Rubbing elbows
With higher ups,
Principal's office -
No meds,
And no docs,
No episodes,
And I'm golden.
I was fucking golden.
Just one more time,
Can I
Feel
The heavy on my
Neck
And
Bite
The gold?
.
Published 24th Aug 2016
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24th Aug 2016 9:32am
24th Aug 2016 4:23pm
24th Aug 2016 11:22am
the tone of this is more mature, which is good;
perhaps more torment, which is not good.
versed poetry that you pour yourself into, but they don't give medals for it.
the last lap of teen years, so soon you'll be a woman -
what will you do then...
perhaps more torment, which is not good.
versed poetry that you pour yourself into, but they don't give medals for it.
the last lap of teen years, so soon you'll be a woman -
what will you do then...
24th Aug 2016 4:34pm
I guess the olympics just left me wistful, remembering the days of special treatment, the competitive spirit and actually achieving something other than clean dishes, haha.
What will I do? Get back to school, don't want to get disowned. ", Kidding aside, I want to finish my studies. Then learn to actually live and maybe find a partner to study anatomy.
What will I do? Get back to school, don't want to get disowned. ", Kidding aside, I want to finish my studies. Then learn to actually live and maybe find a partner to study anatomy.
24th Aug 2016 4:18pm
24th Aug 2016 4:36pm
24th Aug 2016 6:22pm
School was always a bad experience for me. Though having a competitive spirit will get you far in life ^^
24th Aug 2016 6:45pm
